"Don't think so poorly of people."
Ivy River nodded playfully, "Alright, then tell me your rules."
Isla Sutton felt she had suffered a silent loss but had to speak anyway.
Her tone was filled with anger, "My demand is simple, I want to win the gold medal, the first prize, at the design competition."
"First prize?" Ivy River sneered, "Sorry, Miss Sutton, I can't agree to your request."
"Why?" Isla Sutton was even angrier.
"You didn't originally tell me you were entering a competition. All the jewelry I designed is under Lynn's name. If you compete, you can't put my name on it, which means I'm just doing all the work for you."
Ivy River calmly explained.
Isla Sutton insisted, "But I paid you. You're designing for others, and they don't go around saying you designed it."
"I never refund money, but I can make an exception for you." Ivy River shook his head. He then turned to Leon Peterson and instructed, "Refund her money."
