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Robert insulted Winnie and Stella, saying, "You're celebrating here too?"

Stella made a nice and respectful gesture by nodding.

"Yeah, you're meant to be runner up," Robert sighed. "It's prudent to celebrate while you still have the chance since you might not have it again."

Winnie, in comparison to Stella, couldn't care less and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "This is not the place for a foreigner who can't even pronounce Chinese properly but uses it to scold people, didn't your instructor teaches you how to speak properly?"

Robert's face was tightened as he glanced at her.

Winnie was well-known to him, and her endorsement posters and commercials could be found practically anywhere.

"Ms. Truman, there is no need to be disrespectful," Modesty protested.

"Who are you?" Winnie Truman asked.

Winnie interrupted without giving Modesty a chance to speak. "Never mind, I'm not interested in getting to know you and it doesn't affect me in any case. Furthermore, how am I rude? If you think I was talking about you, that's fine. I was just referring to some old hag who was disrespectful to junior."

"You..."

Stella fixed her gaze on Robert, "I respect you since you are a senior, but you made me realize something, like teacher like student. I don't mind losing today, but I genuinely hope that in the international arena, both of you could say the same thing."

After that, she left with Winnie.

"I still have something to say to them," Winnie stated in the restroom.

"Don't waste your time with jerks like them," Stella said.

It was ironic that she was celebrating here while her father's body was still in the hospital.

quarrel with Chan?" As

taken aback by her question

it about you two that

"And it's natural for us

the two of you shooting

but we don't work together too much because we're in different groups. You thought we were friends?" she continued as

wasn't sure about Winnie, but she

"thank you for looking

tossed into the trash by Winnie. "Oh yeah, did he say anything to

"What?" Stella seemed perplexed.

she realized she had no idea what was going on. "It's nothing I should be concerned about, perhaps

more questions after their

they unexpectedly stumbled

we have a word please?" Louis asked

to Winnie and nodded. "Please

"Okay."

Louis and Stella moved towards

that each judge has their preference," Louis said with a regretful

me this opportunity,"

have a long way to go," Louis said, sighing. "A runner-up this time means nothing, true talent

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in a designer's talent as well as his or her potential. To me,

but she wasn't sure she

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