Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 31

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The first round of the competition was just around the corner, and the production team had already sent over the content for the premiere. When Ophelia arrived at the TV station's recording hall, the director's team welcomed her. The moment they saw her, they lit up their

eyes and sighed, "Finally someone normal has come here."

"Hi there, I'm the show's assistant director. Just call me Cici. If you have any questions during the recording, feel free to come to me. You can wait in the lounge for a while. Once all the designers are here, we'll introduce you to your partners," said Cici.

"Got it. Thanks." Ophelia nodded. Though the production notes said the teams would be randomly assigned, she knew this kind of show always had a script.

She made her way to the waiting area, where two designers were already there-one guy and one girl. The girl had a total badass vibe going on: black heavy-metal style outfit, smoky eye makeup, black lipstick, and short, white hair. The guy, however, had long, straight hair and a womanlike face. He wore a tight V-neck tank top, showing off his chest.

"The two of them clearly weren't on good terms, and they sat as far away from each other as possible. Ophelia found a seat closer to the girl.

As she sat down, the guy, in a slightly nasally voice, asked, "You're also a designer? I thought you were some celebrity. I'm Daniel Hunt, a designer at Manns."

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Daniel finished with a slight tilt of his chin, full of himself. The girl in black scoffed, "If you're that big of a deal, why are you even here for a competition?"

"None of your damn business," Daniel snapped back, his voice sharp and grating. "At least I'm not like you New Realm copycats."

"Who the hell are you calling a copycat?!" the girl retorted.

at it non-stop until someone else walked

out of ten designers had gathered in the lounge, and most were women. They started to chat with people they thought to be easygoing. Though they were billed as unknown designers, they were either working for a big-name company or running their own studio, with plenty of design awards under their belt. The design community was small-most of them knew

the odd

me Mara," a

pair of beautiful amber eyes. The girl had a doll-like face, with a tiny dimple

quite place it.

flashed her a quick smile before moving on to greet

designer finally showed up, Ophelia glanced up, and she suddenly froze when she

his black-rimmed glasses. His slightly curly

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their heads toward the door and exclaimed,

amateur competition. How

famous?" Marilyn asked,

You've seriously never heard of him? He's a design prodigy. The gowns he designed at the age of twenty were

it's him? I had no idea he was so young." Marilyn practically

smiled and went around the room to shake hands with everyone. His approachable demeanor didn't have a trace

arrogance.

reached the far corner of the room, his expression froze for

Brock, now surrounded by a crowd of designers, sat in the middle of the group, and no one seemed to notice the flash of

ter designers present, they listened as the production team explained the next steps. But with Brock's arrival, the unspoken understanding spread: no one was really gunning for first place anymore. The

This whole competition is just a promo for

girl with red hair asked in curiosity, "Why would Fashion Ladies even need promo? Isn't

were almost like a myth, but now, they've opened a studio and a store. They're all about gowns too so no wonder

they had randomly drawn their numbers and go find their partners. The main point was for the contestants

from a girl group. After asking around and finding out which dressing room was