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 the voting statistics below the live

leading strong in first place with votes that exceeded Natalie's by several thousand,

were still increasing at very fast rate,

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 out on it. Instead, they'll praise her for having such a feisty character. After all,

you really think that the design belongs

taken aback. “Mr. Shane, you

masterpiece until now?” Shane's lips curved into a

immediately left to carry out his

his chest, and continued watching

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

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

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

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

takan aback. “Mr.

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

Silas noddad and immadiataly laft to

foldad his arms ovar his chast, and

compatition, tha voting tima was up and tha four contastants salactad by Alfrad

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

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