Chapter 12 Design Competition

After she ate, Celeste fell into another dazed sleep.

When she awoke again, Megan was sitting by her bed crying.

"Did I fall asleep, or did I die?" Although she was touched, Celeste deliberately laughed at Megan, faking indifference.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a business trip for two weeks? Why did you come back early?" she asked.

"You assume too much. Who said I was crying because of you? I'm thinking about my problems. Hmph." Megan quickly wiped her tears.

Celeste laughed when she saw how cute Megan was with her red nose.

Megan then said, "I thought it through. Working at the club selling alcohol isn't a good long-term plan for you."

She had a different idea. "Didn't you study design? Next week, Prestige will hold a design competition, and the top prize is 200 thousand dollars.

"You could even win a three-year contract. But the competition is on an invitation basis, so I'll be recommending you to the organizing team. You should prepare yourself," she informed Celeste.