Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 201

Amelia should have just let them run Heidi over back then!

Forty minutes later, the competition host turned on the microphone and said excitedly, "The global off-site voting has ended! Our champion has been decided. Let's unveil the results!"

On the big screen, each artwork was displayed with its creator's name,

accompanied by a voting bar of different colors. The rankings were clear at a glance.

As the host's passionate voice rang out, the vote counters for the final six seamstresses started rolling. With each passing second, their votes skyrocketed.

In Prosper Stitch Group's seating area, four people were present-Janice, Edward, the vice director, and Clara Lancaster from the PR department.

Among the thousand attendees, nearly all eyes were glued to the vote bars.

Janice's Embers & Waves had a black vote bar. It surged forward quickly, instantly surpassing the other contestants.

The scrolling numbers hadn't stopped yet.

As the speed slowed down, one particular work closely followed Janice's tally.

The venue fell into absolute silence. Finally, the scrolling came to an end. A round of applause erupted all at once.

appeared above Janice's name. She turned to Edward with

who had narrowly lost, looked grim. If she failed to win first place, she would have to return the

did they have to

all

in

who had lost couldn't help but

Crochet Union, scrutinized the crochet piece carefully. Something about the style and

phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to

this piece

today, each logged into different WhatsApp accounts. Seeing the message, she replied. "I'm seeing it right now. I'm here at the

was stunned. "You're

but Janice handed the task over to Clara, the head of the PR department. She had no intention of going@p there to say a few words of pleasantries. She had never done

as Clara took the microphone, a voice called out from the

head and immediately recognized the masked

who admired

immediately retorted, "You object?

has no say

delay the

on Embers & Waves winning sneered, "Who do you

you object doesn't