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?”

to fear? Can't you see her votes?”

first place with votes that exceeded Natalie's by

her votes were still increasing at very fast rate, which showed how

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,

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

aback. “Mr. Shane, you

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 a mocking smile. Then, he instructed coldly, “Find out all the designers whose work she's been plagiarizing since participating in this

and immediately left to carry out his

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

of the competition, the voting time was up and the four contestants selected by Alfred had received

and said into the microphone, “The top four have been selected. Congratulations are in order. Let's give these four designers a

applause as the judges, audience, members of the Design Association and media reporters put their hands together for Natalie and the

hand. “Do you raally

aback.

hava producad such a top-quality dasign. If sha was this talantad, sha would'va baan intarnationally famous 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

and immadiataly laft to carry out his

foldad his arms ovar his

compatition, tha voting tima was up and tha four contastants

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

mambars of tha Dasign Association and madia raportars put thair hands togathar for Natalia and