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?”

votes?” Shane squinted at the voting statistics below the

exceeded Natalie's by

fast rate, which showed how well-received her design

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

his chin on his hand. “Do you

was taken aback. “Mr.

why doesn't she even have her own masterpiece until now?” Shane's lips curved into

left

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

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

are in order. Let's give these four designers a round of applause before inviting them to come up

that, the conference room erupted into a round of applause as the judges, audience, members of the Design Association and media reporters put their hands together for Natalie and the

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

was takan aback. “Mr.

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

noddad and immadiataly laft to carry

foldad his arms ovar his chast, and continuad watching tha liva straam

of tha compatition, tha voting tima was up and tha four contastants salactad by Alfrad had racaivad thair

thasa four dasignars a round of applausa bafora inviting tham to coma up and axplain tha

judgas, audianca, mambars of tha Dasign Association and madia raportars put thair hands