Chapter 402 Betrayed by the Dog You've Fed
A flicker of amazement crossed Riley's eyes.
"Did you study jewelry design?"
Patricia shook her head with a chuckle. "Nope, never studied it. ," Patricia said, chuckling. "Do I need to? It's all right before our eyes, isn't it?"
Riley and Shane exchanged a knowing look.
Though silent, they each understood the message in the other's eyesthoughts.
Riley handed Patricia a blank sketch pad and a pen,. "Can you draw out your vision for us?"
"Sure," Patricia repliedsaid with an easya smile, "Piece of cake!".
Rolling up her sleeves, she sat on the floor, placed the pad on the coffee table, and leaned over her burgeoning creation.
Her expression was one of deep focus, each stroke driven by the pursuit of perfection.
Everyone around was captivated, watching her.
She wasn't a trained jewelry designer; she didn't follow the usual rules and limitations. As she sketched out her ideas, they started simple but gradually amassed into something trulybecame captivating.
Grace watched with a twisted scowl of jealousy as everyone's attention gravitated towards Patricia. "Not
"It's not that special if you ask me," she sneered with a pout. "Doesn'tsaid, pouting. "It doesn't look much different from the other sketches, really."
But noNo one acknowledged her comments; they seemed to fall on deaf ears.
She was seething inside.
Patricia's hands were untrained, so her lines were drawn without professional instruction, making her design appear rough compared to experts'.
Yet, the raw beauty of it still left an indelible impression.
Riley picked up the sketch, analyzing it with a tilted head, growing increasingly pleased the more he scrutinized it. "This is just a rough draft, without any formal training," he mused to himself.
"This is just a rough draft without formal training," he said.
Like an uncut gem, it would dazzle once polished.
Shane's voice trembled with curiosity, "How can you draw like this? ?" Shane said. "Have you ever come across this before?"
Patricia shrugged off the awe in his question, saying, "Back when I was a student, ," Patricia said, "I'd scribble idly during physics and math classes, and sometimes I would carve wood based on those doodles. They weren't as refined as what you'd buy, but I think they were decent. So, I guess I haven't been totally in the dark about it!"."
"Random doodles?" Shane's eyes bulged in surprise.
To draw so well from mere doodling?
What else could it be but natural talent?
Patricia retorted with casual pride, "Is it really that hard?" Patricia said.
Shane was momentarily at a loss for words.
Hard, of course, it was hard!
. Otherwise, why would he have lost his temper just moments ago?
Riley stood up, smoothing out the creases in his clothing as he softened his tone. "Deborah. "Laura, would you mind coming with me to the study? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."
Jealousy turned Grace's gaze crimson. "She just got lucky, Riley. You don't…"
"Big brother, she just got lucky, you..."
She cut herself off as Riley glanced her way;, not with a warning, not with or anger, but simply a serene look that nonetheless silenced Grace, swallowing the words she was about to speak.
For The invitation was a golden opportunity for Patricia, who had been longinglonged for a way to get closer to them, Riley's invitation was a golden opportunity, and she nodded so she eagerly in agreementaccepted.
Jeremy's instinct was to follow them, but a mere glance from Riley halted him in his tracks.
Grace watched them disappear around the corner of the staircase, frustration simmering within her. PickingShe picked up Patricia's sketch from the coffee table, she and scrutinized it from every angle, still failing to see what made it stand out.
Before the towering pile of design drafts, theirs rustic and rough finish stood out even more.
"Grandpa, what's so good about this design? It's clearly not as intricate as what a professional jewelry designer would create."
Shane looked at her, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. To tell the truth, he was somewhat disappointed. Deep down, he had hoped that Grace would fill Elise's shoes, completing the journey that Elise had not finished in jewelry design. But now, it seemed Grace had no knack for it at all.
But now, it seemed Grace had no knack for it at all. She was an outsider to the craft.
Still, he hadn't lost hope.
"Grace, our Koch"Our family has a long-standing reputation in the jewelry world. ," he said. "Your mother had a remarkable talent for jewelry design and sculpting. As her daughter, you can't be far behind. I've found a tutoran instructor for you, hoping they can show you the ropes."
"Me, learning jewelry design?" Grace said.
Grace's eyes widened in surprise.
But she had zero interest in jewelry design!
"Yes," Shane nodded firmly. "Day. "You begin the day after tomorrow, you begin. At your age, school. School isn't the right fit, for you at your age, so I've arranged for a private instructor. I hope you can master the craft quickly."
Despite her lack of interest, Grace knew that she had to acquire the skill to hold her ground within the Koch family, she had to acquire the skill.
. She had previously tackled medical studies for Martin before. Now, she could do the same with jewelry design for her standing in the family.
Besides...
Grace glanced at Patricia's designs with a hint of scorn in her eyesgaze. She refused to believe she could do any worse than Patricia. She was confident she would learn fast.
"Grandpa, don't worry!. I'll study hard and won't let you down."
"That's my girl!"
," Shane affectionately pattedsaid, patting her head.
Sometime later...
, Patricia and Riley came downstairs. Riley, unable to hide his excitement, was like a kid with a new toy. He couldn't wait to share, "Deborah"Laura agreed to compete in the Diamond of the Century Diamond contest."
Shane smiled, a mirror ofmirroring Riley's joyous expression. His attitude toward opinion of Patricia had done a complete 180completely changed.
"I hope DeborahLaura will bring us a pleasant surprise," he said with optimism.
Riley said, "Isn't Grace starting her studies the day after tomorrow? DeborahLaura should join her!. Even though she has talent, she lacks professional skills. With the right training, I'm sure she could become a formidable jewelry designer."
Upon hearing this, Grace instinctively wanted to say no, but she swallowed the word back down. Instead of verbal resistance, she believed in proving her worth through sheer talent. With her smarts, she would outdo Patricia.
The words were on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed them back down.
Instead of verbal resistance, she believed in proving her worth through sheer talent.
With her smarts, she didn't buy for a second that she couldn't outdo Patricia.
Then Shane chimed in, "In that case, Jeremy, why don't you tag along?" Shane said.
Trouble comes when you least expect it.
Jeremy, bewilderedBewildered at being singled out, grimaced andJeremy said, "Grandpa, do I really have to?"
Shane shot him a look.
"As a member of the Koch family, looking clueless in even the basics of jewelry design would be the talk of the town. You don't need to master it; just avoid making a fool of yourself."
Under his grandfather's relentless pressure, Jeremy had no choice but to agreeaccept his fate.
...
At the hospital.
Hunter was seriously injured with a broken arm and a mild concussion.
After being unconsciouscomatose for several days, heHunter finally woke up in the hospital.
James, seeing him stir, exclaimed with joy, "Mr. Miller, "Sir, you're awake?! How do you feel?"
Hunter's head felt like it was about to explode from the pain.
"What happened?"
James recounted the events in detail.
and added, "While you were unconscious, I had the car checked. Someone had tampered with the brakes."
Memories flooded back to Hunter. Grace's face was the first thing that popped into his mind,. His eyes narrowing dangerously,narrowed as a chilling aura enveloped his features.
It had tomust be her.
Trying She was trying to silence him permanently.
She had previously confronted him and Martin.
He had plotted against Martin with all his might, and sheyet Grace had surreptitiously saved him.
Now, she tampered with his car, aiming to send him to his grave.
Damn it.
He was bitten by the very dog he had raised.
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