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?” Shane squinted at

strong in first place with votes that exceeded Natalie's by several thousand, forcing the latter to

increasing at very fast rate, which

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 up

hand. “Do you really think that

was taken aback. “Mr.

have her own masterpiece until now?” Shane's lips curved into a mocking smile. Then, he instructed coldly, “Find out all the designers whose

immediately left to

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

contestants selected by

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

the judges, audience, members of the

you raally think

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