Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 123 Harry felt a cold sweat trickling down his back as he scanned the crowd.

Who exactly was Shirley?

He only knew one thing-Shirley was a woman.

But that didn't help much. The venue was teeming with women-seamstresses, company representatives, and industry veterans. All of them were seasoned professionals.

The judges on stage weren't much different. They were all experts in the craft.

Finding her in this sea of people would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Even if she were right in front of him, he wouldn't know where to begin.

As Leonard stepped forward and called for a revote, the room fell into a tense hush.

No one was fooled. A revote meant something had gone horribly wrong with the first round of voting.

But what, exactly?

No one had the answers.

As Leonard passed by, he shot a cutting remark, "I'll be reassigning your duties to someone else. From now on, you're back at entry level."

frozen,

his seat in the audience, Edward turned to the woman beside him. "Was this your

Calvin glanced over in

enough influence to alter the voting

was taken off guard, but she maintained

were

like this whole pre-arranged nonsense. If it's a real competition, let's compete fairly. If not, then we might as

darken, and a

Heidi rushed off the stage

going on?" she

a deep breath.

What?

intense than it had over Harry. Before she could react, Emma stepped

the tongue, but it was already too late

growled, his teeth

shocked—maybe even impressed. But right

Heidi's arm and yanked her into a

"Are you really Shirley?"

her. Denying it would

now.