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.

of them went at it non-stop until

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

and stunning looks, Ophelia naturally became the odd one out,

but you can call me Mara,"

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

but couldn't quite place

flashed her a quick smile before moving on to greet the

Ophelia glanced up, and she suddenly froze when

late." The man walked in while adjusting his black-rimmed glasses. His slightly curly hair framed a clean-cut, refined face. 13:56

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designers turned their heads toward the

amateur competition. How

famous?" Marilyn asked,

red lipstick 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 a design prodigy. The gowns he

it's him? I had no idea he was so

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

arrogance.

corner of the room, his expression froze for a brief moment. His smile on his face vanished. eyes widened, and

moment, the production team walked in. Brock, now surrounded by a crowd of designers, sat in the middle of the group, and no one seemed to notice

with Brock's arrival, the unspoken understanding spread: no one was really gunning for first place anymore. The best they could

just a promo for

"Why would Fashion Ladies even need promo?

new player on the scene? It's called La Reverie or something. They were almost like a myth, but now, they've opened a studio and a store. They're all about gowns too so no

numbers and go find their partners. The main point was for the contestants to get to know each other so that they could

idol from a girl group. After asking around and