Soon, the contestant ranked third was done with her explanation and it was Natalie’s turn.

Natalie went up to the stage and accepted the small baton from the third-placed designer. Flashing a smile at the audience, she began to explain, “My design concept is very simple actually. As we all know, ethnic minority garments have one thing in common, which is embroidery. Besides having skills, color plays the most important role…”

Seeing how graceful and sophisticated Natalie looked on stage, Jasmine’s eyes turned red from jealousy and her hands which were resting on her thighs balled into fists, wrinkling the fabric in the process.

She knew that if she was the one on stage, she wouldn’t be able to describe the design concept so meticulously like Natalie did even if the design was her own.

And this was the difference between them. Natalie’s brilliance only served to amplify Jasmine’s incompetence.

Natalie spoke on stage for nearly ten minutes before finally wrapping it up.

Alfred was the first to applaud her for giving a riveting and elaborate description, especially impressed by some of the intricate details.

“Very impressive, Nat!” Alfred looked at Natalie with eyes that gleamed with adoration and admiration.

Natalie bowed her head to hide her shy smile. “Thank you, Alfred. I appreciate it.”

onto the international stage. I’m getting up in years now, so our country’s fashion industry will have to rely on your generation to thrive. Good luck!” Alfred patted her shoulder with a hopeful

 

herself from embracing this elderly man who had devoted his life to develop the country’s fashion industry.

you.” Alfred returned

 

watched this scene while turning the pen in

himself believed that Natalie would one day become the top

and turned around to fix her gaze on Jasmine below the stage. Her eyes gleamed as she

put in a tight spot. Gritting her teeth together, she had

and she doubled over, holding her belly as she cried

crowd at the scene and those watching the live stream were shocked by this turn of events. A barrage of comments popped up on

Liam went over and crouched by Jasmine’s side,

face pale instantly. Cold sweat beaded on

Liam instinctively looked at her

“It’s like something is twisting my insides. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts so

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