After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic
Chapter 196 The Top 10 of the Competition

Chapter 196: Chapter 196 The Top 10 of the Competition

Isabella Weaver shook her head: "I’m not."

"Impossible, right?"

"Oh, by the way, when you introduced yourself earlier, you emphasized that you’re married but didn’t mention your major. What’s your major?"

"I’m a philosophy major."

As soon as Isabella Weaver spoke, everyone was shocked. Isn’t this the most useless major? It’s the top choice for wealthy children to idle away their time!

Isabella Weaver knew what they were thinking. Seeing everyone staring at her, she had to explain a bit: "It’s the major my dad chose for me; he doesn’t really like me studying design-related fields."

Everyone realized that their parents also liked to arrange their futures for them, and their majors were not something they personally liked.

Isabella Weaver got married so young, it’s probably not her own choice either, right?

When she introduced herself as 19 and married earlier, everyone was stunned.

Amber felt a bit sorry for her: "Elders never make sense. It’s okay, you just continue doing design; maybe you’ll become a top-notch designer in the future!"

Everyone chimed in to comfort her, and Austin Winters was particularly witty, quickly making everyone laugh.

The atmosphere was harmonious and cheerful, something Isabella Weaver had never felt growing up—she had always inexplicably been excluded by her classmates.

Isabella Weaver felt relaxed, even forgetting the pain in her palms, eating various snacks prepared by the jewelry company, drinking cocktails she had never tasted before, quietly waiting for the auction to begin.

The cocktail served by the banquet hall had a mild strength, but Isabella Weaver still didn’t dare drink much; she had no confidence in her alcohol tolerance and certainly couldn’t have any incidents here.

The auction soon began, and many people raised their bids. At Isabella Weaver’s table, everyone except her had made a bid.

There were no waves in Isabella Weaver’s heart; she was just here to broaden her horizons, meet a few people, and take away her prize money.

After the auction ended, the host said a bunch of thank yous and then announced the list of the top ten in the jewelry competition.

And the first name he read was—Isabella Weaver.

Amber and the others were stunned, looked straight at Isabella Weaver, and only after a while remembered to applaud.

Isabella Weaver herself was quite surprised; she thought entering the top thirty was already the best she could hope for, but she never expected to be in the top ten!

However, judging by the order of names, she was probably in tenth place.

She smiled lightly; the prize for fifth to tenth place was 300,000!

She’s going to strike it rich!

"Isabella, you’re incredible! Top ten, wow!"

"Congratulations, Isabella, we actually have such a talent at our table! Leave a phone number so we can contact you for custom jewelry designs in the future!"

"Yes! Isabella is definitely going to become a jewelry master, let’s book ahead!"

"Oh, too bad you’re married, Isabella. Otherwise, I could have taken a beautiful designer home, such a pity!"

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Congratulations poured in endlessly, and Isabella Weaver responded to each with a smile, acting gracefully, elegantly calm, as if she had handled countless situations before.

This was owed to Christopher Weaver.

In order to prevent Isabella Weaver from painting and learning knowledge, he hired various etiquette teachers for her, keeping a close watch 24/7, teaching her all kinds of rules.

Isabella Weaver once complained bitterly, resenting Christopher Weaver to the core, but upon growing up, she realized those teachings weren’t entirely useless. At least now, the impression is etched into her very being, and every movement is filled with etiquette.