She Actually Dared to Tell Her to Get Out

She walked straight in, then plopped herself down in the seat next to Naomi Pierce and said with a smile, "I don't know how to get out, so why don't you demonstrate first?"

"Claire Bennett! What did you just say!" Seeing Claire Bennett's shamelessly thick-skinned look, Naomi Pierce was so angry her eyes practically spat fire.

What a shameless bitch!

Who the hell did she think she was, daring to tell her to get out!

Willow Lane was sitting right beside Naomi Pierce. Her eyes shifted, and she whispered in Naomi Pierce's ear, "Manager Pierce, do you think Claire Bennett knows we're hiring designers, so she came to apply?"

Naomi Pierce's eyes darkened, and she agreed with Willow Lane's words.

She had used internet trolls to ruin Claire Bennett's studio, so with nowhere left to turn, it wasn't strange for Claire Bennett to foolishly dream of getting into Sterling International.

Ridiculous!

Claire Bennett really ought to take a look at herself. She still had the nerve to come apply? As if Sterling International were somewhere she could just waltz into!

After thinking it over, Naomi Pierce immediately sneered, "Sterling International's hiring standards are very high. It's not just about education; you also need all kinds of extensive work experience. You should leave now."

Even if they were still hiring, Claire Bennett wasn't qualified to get in!

Naomi Pierce looked at Claire Bennett with disdain, her face full of smug superiority.

Looking at Naomi Pierce's petty, triumphant expression, Claire Bennett laughed.

She had hidden too much of her past too well, so Naomi Pierce didn't know that she had once studied at St. Royal Academy. No wonder she would say something so idiotic.

St. Royal Academy was the top school in the industry, with extremely high recognition in the field.

If even graduates of that school weren't qualified to be hired, then graduates from other schools would count for even less.

Claire Bennett smiled faintly, her gaze falling casually on Naomi Pierce as she said meaningfully, "If I'm not qualified, then you're probably even less qualified to be at Sterling International."

At that, Naomi Pierce's face immediately darkened.

Seeing her expression change made Claire Bennett feel even better. The smile on her lips deepened as she said slowly, "If I remember right, your grades were bad back then, and after that you probably didn't keep studying. I really don't know how you have the nerve to mock other people's education."

"Claire Bennett, you!"

Naomi Pierce's expression turned grim to the extreme, and she trembled with rage.

Back then, her grades really hadn't been very good, and she hadn't continued her education, which was why Assistant Reed had previously used her lack of education as an excuse to fire her.

Now that Claire Bennett had brought it up to mock her, she would lose her polished, high-class image in front of these designers!

"Too bad... you may be disappointed. I graduated from St. Royal Academy, so I think I should be just barely 'qualified,' right?"

As soon as Claire Bennett said that, the other designers in the conference room stared with wide eyes.

St. Royal Academy!

That was the professional school all of them designers looked up to. Students who graduated from St. Royal Academy, even fresh graduates, were fought over by plenty of companies offering high salaries.

Claire Bennett was actually a graduate of St. Royal Academy?

Naomi Pierce had naturally heard of St. Royal Academy's reputation too. Now that she heard Claire Bennett say she had graduated from there, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"You don't need to doubt it. It's not like I'd be so bored out of my mind that I'd pretend to be a St. Royal Academy graduate. They only admit a few people every year, so it would be easy to expose."

Naomi Pierce's expression shifted several times, and for a moment she had nothing to say.

Ethan Sterling looked at Claire Bennett in surprise. He hadn't expected Claire Bennett to have that kind of background. Compared with Naomi Pierce, she was far more impressive.

If Claire Bennett and Naomi Pierce could switch identities—if Naomi Pierce had Claire Bennett's education and talent, and Claire Bennett had Naomi Pierce's family background—that would be perfect.

Naomi Pierce's expression changed, and with dark eyes she said, "Even so, our brand isn't hiring anymore, so leave!"

Hearing that, Willow Lane's tense expression relaxed slightly.

Back when they were at Bennett Group, she had disliked Claire Bennett in every possible way because she had seen that Claire Bennett's future was bright and vaguely felt that Claire Bennett was starting to overshadow her.

It was only after Claire Bennett left Bennett Group that she had finally been able to breathe and develop to where she was now.

If Claire Bennett entered Sterling International now, wouldn't that mean being overshadowed by her all over again?

Fortunately, Claire Bennett didn't get along with Naomi Pierce, the manager in charge of Maison Verne, so she didn't need to worry about Claire Bennett overshadowing her.

With a faint smile on her lips, Claire Bennett said lightly, "Sorry, I'm not here for an interview. I'm here to report for work."

"Report for work?" Naomi Pierce looked at her suspiciously.

"That's right."

Claire Bennett couldn't be bothered to explain too much. She took her employee badge out of her bag and placed the side with her personal information facing outward where it was easy to see.

Then she curled her lips into a smile and said, "Maison Verne's Design Director."

As soon as the words fell, gasps rang out through the conference room.

Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at Claire Bennett in disbelief, as though they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Claire Bennett was Maison Verne's Design Director?

Was that for real? They couldn't have seen it wrong, could they?

Naomi Pierce was so shocked that she shot to her feet. She glared at Claire Bennett and gritted out, "Claire Bennett, where did you get that employee badge? You actually stole it!"

After hearing Naomi Pierce's words, Claire Bennett let out a cold laugh.