No one dared to speak.
Owen was the most spoiled son of the Reid Family. Selina was Mrs. Reid. When titans clash, it's the small fry who get crushed—so the room fell into an eerie silence.
Owen assumed Selina was intimidated. He stepped forward, thinking he had momentum.
"You've got nothing to say? Standing in front of a veteran, don't you feel even a little ashamed?"
"Ashamed?"
Selina chuckled lightly, then looked at Jett with a subtle, amused expression.
"I'm curious—this Perry designer who's twenty years my senior—what actual credentials do you have?"
Jett Perry exchanged a look with Owen, then cleared his throat and couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes.
"Well, since Ms. Clark is curious, I'll just give a quick rundown."
"I won an Honorable Mention at the 5th Global Eisen Design Competition."
Selina: "…?"
Jett took Selina's silence as awe and smugly continued.
