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.

two of them went at it

to be easygoing. Though they were billed as unknown designers, they were either working for a big-name company or running their

Ophelia naturally became the odd one

Marilyn Moore, but you can call me Mara," a girl said while extending her

a second, staring at the hand reaching out toward her. She looked up and met a pair of beautiful amber eyes. The

quite place it. She extended her hand

quick smile before moving on to greet

the last designer finally showed up, Ophelia glanced up, and she suddenly froze

adjusting his black-rimmed glasses. His slightly curly hair framed a clean-cut, refined face. 13:56 Sun,

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few designers turned their heads toward the door and exclaimed, "Is that... Mr.

this was an amateur competition. How did they get him to attend this?" someone else

he famous?" Marilyn asked,

gave Marilyn a condescending side-eye and explained, "He's Brock Decker, chief designer for Lewis Group's Fashion Ladies. You've seriously never heard of him? He's

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

around the room to shake hands with everyone.

arrogance.

corner of the room, his expression froze for a

now surrounded by a crowd of designers, sat

next steps. But with Brock's arrival, the unspoken understanding spread: no one was really gunning for first place anymore. The best they could hope for now was runner-up. "Now I know why the top two get international

competition is just a promo for Fashion Ladies by Lewis Group," another girl said with

with red hair asked in curiosity, "Why would Fashion Ladies even need promo?

something. They were almost like a myth, but now, they've opened a studio and a store. They're all about gowns

everyone to "pretend" they had randomly drawn their numbers and go find their partners. The main point was for the

from a girl group. After asking around and finding