Chapter 1114
Chapter 1114:
“Please return to your team first, Miss Nguyen,” the chief judge said at last, after a long, contemplative silence.
Susan didn’t sense anything wrong. She complied and walked back toward the crowd, casting Annabel a meaningful look as she did.
But to her surprise, the judges said nothing further after she returned. Susan waited, and waited—yet nothing happened. Confusion began to creep in.
It wasn’t until the show began that her expression slowly changed.
All the entries were presented anonymously. The models wore the designs and walked first, then the dresses were displayed on racks. But even after every outfit had been showcased, Susan still hadn’t seen the red dress that was supposed to be Annabel’s design.
What in the world was going on?
Her eyes narrowed, and she clenched her fists at her sides. She glanced at Annabel, who stood not far away. Annabel noticed Susan’s stare but didn’t even bother to look back.
Susan quickly looked away and focused on the name tags beneath each display. Her gaze swept across them until she finally found the label “Leo Studio p>
Beneath it was a sky-blue fishtail dress. The hemline shifted through several shades of blue, like layered waves.
The shades of blue blended seamlessly into one another. The fabric was dusted with glitter, giving it an exotic yet captivating look. Susan froze, stunned.
In that instant, she remembered seeing the exact same dress on the runway earlier. Back then, the lights had been dim, and the hem—more than four feet long—had shimmered brilliantly across the stage, like a night sky scattered with thousands of stars. Susan had been awestruck by it, too.
But how had things turned out like this?
Her heart dropped. The situation was far more complicated than she had anticipated. Clues began to thread together in her mind like pieces of a puzzle. At first glance, everything seemed to make sense—but the more she thought about it, the less it fit.
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Perhaps Talia had been tricked.
Susan desperately wanted there to be an explanation. After blurting that accusation in front of everyone, she felt utterly humiliated. Her dress looked nothing like the starry fishtail gown from Leo Studio, and the other designers watched in bafflement.
Susan’s face flushed red.
Even the judges looked intrigued. The chief judge said, “Susan, we can all see your dress is different from Leo Studio’s p>
Susan forced an awkward smile and avoided meeting anyone’s eyes. With her head lowered, she stepped aside, pulled out her phone, and discreetly called Talia.
On the other end, Talia grinned when she saw Susan’s name on her screen. She was expecting to hear all about Annabel being humiliated and kicked out of the competition, but instead—
“Susan, tell me. How is it going? Has Annabel been humiliated already p>
“It’s me who’s been humiliated!” Susan clenched her fists, rage boiling inside her. Had Talia handed her some random sketch? Was Susan the real target all along?