Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 299: What Kind of Wedding Do You Want?

Chapter 299: Chapter 299: What Kind of Wedding Do You Want?

There have been quite a few incidents like this in this circle.

Whether after starting work or still in school, every once in a while there seems to be a plagiarism scandal.

Some are genuine, some are fabricated, some are falsely accused.

Bartery has witnessed far too many; back in his day, he himself was caught in such a storm, so anyone slightly familiar with him knows he extremely detests plagiarism, and equally detests those who want to use it to ruin someone’s life.

"My friend happens to have some matters to attend to, for fairness, I will invite the Dean and the Principal."

Once he said this, that girl instantly got so scared her legs went weak, collapsing onto her chair.

She pleaded bitterly.

"Sir, I was wrong, it’s just that I’ve been exhausted of inspiration recently, didn’t know what to draw. I just took a look that day, didn’t mean to plagiarize, I have no idea how it ended up looking like that."

Natalie Vaughn found this amusing.

Just one glance, yet she could remember most of the details, making the finished product differ only in small places and colors.

With such memory, she couldn’t believe that’s the standard she can produce.

Bartery didn’t care at all, he immediately made a phone call and personally went to the Principal’s office to invite him.

Natalie Vaughn, who was initially the target of criticism, now seemed the most at ease.

Everyone knows Natalie Vaughn’s background isn’t simple, and under those conditions just now, not a single person in the class stood by her.

Some wanted to mend fences, came to chat with Natalie Vaughn, but were deterred by the ridicule in her eyes.

This matter dragged on for the entire morning, were it not for being about herself, Natalie Vaughn would’ve really wanted to throw aside this mess of people.

Afterwards, Bartery directly approached Natalie Vaughn.

"There’s a design competition coming up, I’ll recommend you to participate."

Natalie Vaughn smiled.

"Sir, aren’t you afraid others will say you’re biased towards me?"

The old fellow gave a cold snort.

"If they think I’m biased then let them bring forth work to impress me. What homework do they hand in day after day? Besides, if I want to be biased towards you, what’s the matter? The competition slots are available because of me, I’ll give them to whomever I want."

"I should be the one angry about what happened today, why is sir even angrier than I am."

Saying this, the old fellow’s face looked even worse.

Natalie Vaughn promptly changed the topic.

"What’s the theme for this competition? Is the time tight?"

The old fellow gave Natalie Vaughn a deep look.

"It’s a wedding dress, no theme restrictions, plenty of time, you can take your time drawing."

Natalie Vaughn frowned slightly.

"A wedding dress? Whose competition is this that would choose wedding dresses?"

Wedding dresses, everyone has their take on them, everyone feels love differently. If you want to make a wedding dress something appreciated, you’ve got to make your love be the appreciation point.

Somewhat loses its purity.

The old fellow looked outside.

"They just want to see what everyone’s view of love is like, you do what you want."

Natalie Vaughn: ...

The old fellow was a bit irritable, better say less.

The old fellow asked again.

"When will you arrange for me to meet your husband? I’ve said it numerous times, why haven’t you arranged it yet?"

Natalie Vaughn indeed forgot about this.

"How about tomorrow? Tomorrow he’ll come to school to accompany me to class."

The old fellow smacked his lips.

"A grown-up still needs her husband to accompany her to class."

Natalie Vaughn smiled but said nothing.

The old fellow got accustomed to Natalie Vaughn’s habit of bantering a bit, now being so agreeable took some getting used to.

Especially with her always having that look of happiness immersed in marriage, which indeed made him a bit envious.

He suddenly asked.

"So, when you finish studying, you’ll return to Cinnabar, right?"

Natalie Vaughn’s original plan was indeed this.

But now, with Zane Thorne planning to return to racing, unsure how to adjust.

Racer Zane Thorne will attend quite a few competitions, and currently, there are far more international races than those at home.

Even though GN is now advancing the racing industry domestically, it’s still early stages and not yet a main stage.

Therefore, Natalie Vaughn is uncertain where Zane Thorne will be afterwards.

But one thing will not change, Natalie Vaughn will restart the plan to open a studio originally put aside.

"That’s how it should be."

The old fellow snorted heavily again.

"You have such talent, not developing here, isn’t it a waste to go back?"

Natalie Vaughn thought differently.

"If I have talent, shouldn’t I contribute to Cinnabar’s fashion industry? Someone’s got to make an effort so we don’t always lag behind."

Besides, the environment back home has improved quite a bit now.

The old fellow didn’t know what to say.

...

Returning home, Natalie Vaughn sat in her study, organizing thoughts, always feeling that competition Bartery mentioned was peculiar.

Wedding dress.

Natalie Vaughn’s eyes glimmered, her hand unconsciously rubbing the diamond ring on her ring finger.

Back then Zane Thorne didn’t want to hold a wedding because of Gideon Sheffield, now truth has come to light. That wedding...

Natalie Vaughn didn’t allow herself to think further, but resumed at her desk, pondering how to draw it.

This time, she hesitated for a long time, completely unsure where to start.

And then, Zane Thorne gently knocked at the study door.

He happened to come home somewhat late today, just to leave the following two days free.

Seeing Natalie Vaughn knitting her brows, he stepped forward, softly inquiring.

"What’s the matter?"

Natalie Vaughn then told Zane Thorne about that competition.

"I find it odd, who suddenly organizes a wedding dress competition, and without any theme?"

Speaking, Natalie Vaughn, very naturally, wrapped her arms around Zane Thorne’s neck, sitting on his lap, inadvertently missing the fleeting smile in his eyes.

Seeing the blank sheet on the desk, Zane Thorne asked gently.

"No inspiration at all?"

Natalie Vaughn shook her head.

"I don’t know from which direction to think about it."

"What did the teacher say?"

Natalie Vaughn recalled some more.

"Just for me to go with my ideas, supposedly to see everyone’s understanding of love, anyway I find it odd and inexplicable."

Zane Thorne raised his hand to smooth Natalie Vaughn’s hair.

"Then base it on your own preferences; if it’s you, what kind of wedding dress would you want to wear at your wedding?"

Natalie Vaughn paused for a moment.

Earlier she thought about the wedding. But back then Zane Thorne suggested not holding it temporarily, bringing it up now would seem like she really wanted a wedding. Yet, Zane Thorne voluntarily mentioned the wedding now.....

"My wedding then."

Natalie Vaughn contemplated a bit, her hand unconsciously caressing Zane Thorne’s nape, unable to come up with anything, inadvertently stoking a fire within him.

He grabbed Natalie Vaughn’s hand to stop her mischief.

"Mm, what kind of wedding do you want?"