CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

But when she saw the other design drawing on the screen, her brows scrunched up with confusion.

Jasmine's name was signed on that design. The dress in the drawing was short in the front and extended into a long train. On the train were complex embroidery patterns which looked extravagant and grand. From the looks of it, this gown was designed specifically for ancestral ceremonies.

Where on earth did Jasmine find this design?

Natalie glanced at Jasmine with a doubtful expression.

As though sensing her gaze, Jasmine turned to look at her, then broke into a triumphant smile and gave her a thumb-up.

Natalie was stunned slightly.

What the hell does that mean?

Is Jasmine giving me a thumb-up?

Just as she was trying to make sense of this, Jasmine made an insulting gesture by turning her hand so that her thumb was facing down.

Natalie's face immediately frosted over and Shane, who was currently watching the live stream, had an even more unsightly expression on his face.

By the side, Silas clucked his tongue in disdain. “Isn't Jasmine afraid she'd provoke a backlash by doing this in front of the camera?”

her votes?” Shane squinted

votes that exceeded Natalie's by several thousand, forcing the latter

increasing at very fast

to worship the strong and look down on the weak. Jasmine's design is better than Ms. Natalie's, so even though she's showing bad behavior, netizens won't call her

his chin on his hand. “Do you really

was taken aback.

produced such a top-quality design. If she was this talented, she would've been internationally famous by now. But why doesn't she even have her own masterpiece until now?” Shane's lips curved into

left to carry out his

chair, folded his arms over his chest, and continued watching

was up and the four contestants selected by Alfred had received their respective

in order. Let's give these four designers a round of

as the judges, audience, members of the Design Association and media

rastad his chin on his hand. “Do you raally think that

aback.

doasn't sha avan hava har own mastarpiaca until now?” Shana's lips curvad into a mocking smila. Than, ha instructad coldly, “Find out all tha

laft to carry out

his chast, and continuad

tha four contastants salactad by Alfrad had racaivad thair raspactiva

in ordar. Lat's giva thasa four dasignars a round of

round of applausa as tha judgas, audianca, mambars of tha Dasign Association and madia raportars put thair hands togathar for Natalia and tha othar