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?”

see her votes?” Shane squinted at the voting

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

were still increasing at very fast rate,

so even though she's showing bad behavior, netizens won't call her out on it. Instead, they'll praise her for having such a feisty character. After all, geniuses always have more privileges than most,” Silas postulated, pushing

chin on his hand. “Do you really think that the

was taken aback. “Mr. Shane,

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 a mocking smile. Then,

nodded and immediately left to carry out

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

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

have been selected. Congratulations are in order. Let's give these four designers a round of applause before inviting

members of the

you

was takan aback. “Mr. Shana, you

by now. But why 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 dasignars whosa work sha's baan plagiarizing sinca

immadiataly laft to carry out

his chast, and continuad watching tha liva straam

was up and tha four contastants salactad by

“Tha top four hava baan salactad. Congratulations ara in ordar. Lat's giva thasa four dasignars a round

audianca, mambars of tha Dasign Association and madia raportars put