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The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 88

Duty?

Lindsay was puzzled. What duty? They barely even knew each other—calling them acquaintances would be generous. They’d only ever met through Yves.

“Actually, I’ve been wondering about that good luck charm you gave me,” Lindsay said. “The symbols on it look different from the ones I’ve seen before—why is that?”

“Oh, that one’s my own invention,” Cheryl replied breezily. “It’s different from the ones you find out there.”

Feigning ignorance about Cheryl’s profession, Lindsay raised an eyebrow and asked, “Wait, are you some kind of fortune teller?”

“No, not at all…”

“Then how do you come up with your own symbols?”

“It’s just a hobby, really. My real job is fashion design.”

Lindsay nodded, suddenly intrigued. “What a coincidence—I’m in the same line of work. I’m working at Bloom right now.”

Cheryl’s eyes widened in mock surprise. “Seriously? That’s amazing! We should exchange contacts. It’d be great to chat about design ideas.”

Lindsay pulled out her phone, opening the contact code for Cheryl to scan.

“Have you heard about Vogue Vision?” Cheryl asked.

“Yeah, there’s only one spot for our company, so I signed up for the internal selection.”

Cheryl frowned. “You have to compete for it at Bloom? Couldn’t Yves just give you the spot?”

Lindsay shook her head. “No, I want things to be fair. Respect means playing by the same rules.” In truth, her real reason for joining Bloom was to investigate what happened with the Nelson Group’s bankruptcy all those years ago. The competition itself didn’t really matter to her.

“Ms. Nelson, with your talent, I’m sure you’ll stand out. I’m competing in Vogue Vision too—let’s meet in the finals.”

Lindsay laughed, “You’re a shoo-in for the championship.”

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