Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 842 Double-Sided Embroidery With Different Patterns

After everything was ready, Elise and Ekaterina began their duel at Blitzy Entertainment’s live studio. In a tense and electrifying atmosphere, each of them did their utmost to display their embroidery skills on stage.

Meanwhile, Alexander and Irvin were playing an exciting game of cat and mouse in Elise’s dressing room. The man and the boy ran around in a space of less than 20 square meters, with the former chasing after the latter while the latter tried to run away from him. Two minutes later, Alexander was still unable to gain the upper hand.

Using the chair for support, Irvin jumped onto the table while Alexander wasn’t noticing. Then, he jumped onto the sofa with movements as agile as a monkey’s. Alexander turned around to face the sofa, but the former had gotten around behind him.

Curling his lips into a barely perceptible smirk, Alexander decided to stay where he was and see what trick the little boy was trying to pull off.

The instant he got distracted, Irvin suddenly brought out a box from his pocket. Then, with a slight pull at the box, he instantly produced a fine silk string between his hands. As soon as he stopped in his tracks and stood behind Alexander, he swung the box toward the latter’s feet, causing the fine string to twist around them right away under the effects of inertia and elastic force.

When Alexander looked down, he immediately realized Irvin’s intentions.

At the same time, Irvin tightened up the string in his hands and pulled it with all his might. However, Alexander, who was supposed to fall to the ground in an embarrassing fashion, didn’t budge at all.

“Crap… Aah!” No sooner had Irvin realized he’d come across a tough opponent than the latter grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up. “Let me go!” Unwilling to admit defeat, he kept flailing his arms and legs. “If I were a grown-up, I’d have brought you to my knees by now!”

“There are no ifs in this world,” Alexander replied with a faint smile. Then, he commented, “You’re pretty clever, but it’s unforgivable to underestimate your opponent. You still need a lot of practice to overpower me.”

no avail. In a fit of desperation, he simply puffed out his cheeks

room. Alexia ran inside and picked up the backpack where the sound of the alarm clock came from, shouting, “Time’s up,

to glower at Alexander furiously. “You let go of

eyebrow. “Is this how

clenched into fists while hanging at his sides. Unwilling to humble himself before the man, he glowered at Alexander furiously with big,

something to plead with me, huh? Seems like your mom doesn’t matter that much to you,” Alexander teased him

and his sister’s weakness. “Fine!” He shouted, “I give up! Please put me down, Mr. Alexander.

nonchalant expression instantly turned serious as he

backpack on his back

upbringing for seven years, he had thought that Irvin wouldn’t know how to choose between his family and his own interests. However, it seemed from the test just now that his son was an outstanding person. Dignity was important to men, to be sure, but it was a man’s responsibility to learn to make compromises for the

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the live studio, Ekaterina unsurprisingly became the first to finish her piece. She stood up and turned the embroidery frame around to show her embroidery of a Persian

one was even able to see clearly the fluffiness of the cat’s fur. The meticulous handling of the details and the clever use of angles made the cat’s image all the more stereographic. However, this alone wasn’t sufficient to satisfy the audience’s expectations for a top master at embroidery, so the piece was only greeted with a lukewarm response from the

After a brief silence, she sent the whole embroidery frame spinning with a wave of her hand. However, the Persian cat she had embroidered remained perfectly still while

fabric simultaneously in order to produce the same pattern on both sides of the embroidery

could hardly conceal her smugness as she flashed a sidelong glance at Elise, who was still burying herself in her embroidery work. She wasn’t as foolish as Abby, who’d put all her skills to use. However hard Cittadelians tried, they’d only end up becoming a foil to her. It’s been seven years. If this woman really could defeat me, why would she wait until today? Everything at the moment is just a show for the Cittadelians who are still vainly hoping to reclaim embroidery as something that belongs to them, or perhaps it’s a conflict stirred up on purpose by the organizer for ratings’ sake. Whatever it

and sigh with a smile at the

reached the side entrance with his two