Just then, one of Team A's designers walked over and informed, “Natalie, the seventh round is starting soon. You should be heading in.”

Upon hearing that, Natalie looked at Shane and said, “Darling, I have to get back to the competition. I'll see you later.”

Shane stood up and said, “Go ahead. I have to go for my meeting too.”

“Okay.” Natalie gave him a hug and left with her fellow teammate.

The show this time had attracted much more attention than previous rounds of the competition. The audience and media presence were almost thrice the usual. It was obvious that those people were there specially to witness the revolutionary fashion show.

Natalie stood together with her fellow team A designers to watch the models show off their collections.

Although the show this time was not as glamorous as many of the other major fashion shows, its visuals were stunning and mindblowing. The designers gave their all to come up with this unique range of clothing, but when it was worn on those special models, the end results were not ideal for everyone.

Some of the designs fitted the models perfectly, but others looked out of place on the models.

Natalie could hear many sighs and mournful cries from around her.

Eleanor, who was standing closest to Natalie, turned to look around, then whispered softly, “These people aren't mourning their designs.”

Natalie nodded in agreement. “There was nothing wrong with their designs. On a regular person, those designs would look great! However, they were not suitable for the models on stage. That's why they're crying and blaming the models for ruining their designs.”

supposed to cater to the models' unique needs and design specifically for them, not

and did not chip

designers had not gotten their priorities right and had missed out on the most important criteria of

and the judges excused themselves to

the announcement of the

worried for her

in their team that had no flair in designing for people with special needs. Their creations

would have a direct impact on Team A's overall performance. It was a tough fight, and even

it was finally time for

on stage with the results in hand and

A had an average score of ninety point two eight. Team B's

far, no other team had a score higher than Team A. The host seemed to have done the

best designers among all the teams, and so, their scores were

end of that special round of competition. The designers who could stay on cheered with relief and started planning for

were understanding as

stepped out of the competition hall,

around and asked, “You've been waiting

revealed, “Yes. Mr. Shane told me to wait for you. He's still

Thank you, Mr.

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