Esther stormed off, eyes burning with a venom she could barely hide.

Fiona really was something else no wonder she was Flora's daughter.

If only they could get Fiona on Country M's side, maybe they wouldn't have to keep running secret experiments in the shadows. Esther made up her mind: whatever it took, she'd find a way to win Fiona over.

After turning in their designs, the contestants were free to go about as they pleased. Once everyone had submitted, the winner would be chosen by the public, their decision based solely on the work itself.

This time, though, every entry was anonymous. No names, no hints-just the art, left for fate to decide.

After the voting, the judges would cast their own ballots from among the top teams and crown the winner.

Online, chaos erupted. No one could tell who had made what, so no one dared to make a call.

to have it all-talent, status, everything. Tearing down someone so perfect would be a show they'd love, something

scrambling to finish their designs. With time running out and their own skills stretched thin, three days had felt nearly

clock ran out. The two barely managed to hand in their work, which was immediately displayed

Voting opened right away.

know which one's Fiona's?

Esther's. Only someone with her

here! Everybody vote for that one-let's


projected onto the big screen above the stage, visible to everyone in the

for Fiona-nasty comments scrolled nonstop,

judges looked uncomfortable. At this point, nothing anyone

not Esther's. When they finally figured out the truth-that they'd all just voted

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