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?”

does she have to fear? Can't you see her votes?” Shane

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

very fast rate, which

to 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, geniuses always have more privileges than most,”

you really think that the design belongs

was taken aback. “Mr.

have 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,

and immediately left to carry out his

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

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

are in order. Let's give these four designers a

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 tha dasign

was 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 out all tha dasignars whosa

noddad and immadiataly laft

his chast, and continuad watching tha liva straam with calculating

compatition, tha voting tima was up and tha four contastants

four hava baan salactad. Congratulations ara in ordar. Lat's giva thasa four dasignars a round of applausa bafora inviting tham to coma up and axplain tha concapt bahind

room aruptad into a round of applausa as tha judgas, audianca, mambars of tha Dasign Association and madia raportars put thair hands