Chapter 37. Sinister Plots

May’s POV

I strode into the conference room with elegance and maximum composure, my heels clicking with each step I took on the marble floor. As the chief designer of the almighty OneTouch Company, I was specially invited to be an executive judge in the annual competition and I could not be more happier or proud of myself.

I sighed softly, beaming with pride as I took my seat at the table and scanned around the room before shifting my gaze to a laptop opened in front of me. That was when I saw it—a preliminary round entry design that caught my eyes because of its striking familiarity with a unique piece I’ve seen before. Something about it was very much familiar but I couldn’t place a hand where, it just seemed to bring back long memories.

As I was still lost in my thoughts, a voice suddenly rang out, half snapping me back to reality.

“Good morning, Madam May,” one of my junior colleagues and also part of the judge, Emaline, said. “There are a lot of d