Chapter 1613

Yvenne's hand was shaking as she gripped her phone tightly, then in a fit of frustration, she hurled it to the floor. Her anger was intense, her eyes practically shooting daggers. She couldn't wrap her head around how all the recognition and followers she'd worked so hard to gain had suddenly shifted their focus to H. What was so great about H anyway?

She had been so confident about clinching the top spot in the competition, but out of nowhere, a surprise contender had emerged, like a bolt from the blue.

Her roommates were taken aback by her outburst, exchanging nervous glances, too wary to continue their gossip about celebrity news.

"Yvenne, what's the matter? Why are you so upset?" asked the girl on the opposite bed, her voice cautious as if she was walking on eggshells. "What got you so riled up?"

"Yeah, Yvenne, look at your new phone. The screen's cracked now, and fixing it is going to cost a pretty penny," chimed in another girl, picking up the phone. The screen showed her Twitter account, brimming with designs and sketches that had caught their attention recently.

roommates looked at the screen and was immediately taken aback. "Yvenne, is this really your account?" she stammered, placing the phone in front of Yvenne with disbelief. "You're the underdog in the designer

had planned to keep her achievement under wraps until she could unveil it with a grand

end of the competition, and she wasn't sweating Fiona finding out. Even if Fiona did get wind of it, Yvenne could always twist the

"I..."

two roommates rushed over to her

in the news? Yvenne,

earlier? We would've been over the moon for you. You've been

us lately. We thought you were working to pay off Fiona's dress, but wow, you're

their admiration, Yvenne could only smile and shake her head, neither confirming nor denying their assumptions. She soaked up the attention

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