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.

verbal showdown, and the two of them went at it non-stop until someone else walked in, forcing them to dial it down a

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,

odd one out, as they subtly excluded

but you can call me Mara," a girl said

staring at the hand reaching out toward her. She looked up and met a pair of beautiful amber eyes. The girl had a doll-like face, with a

place it. She extended her hand and shook Marilyn's.

before moving on to greet

up, Ophelia glanced up, and she suddenly froze when she saw that

adjusting his black-rimmed glasses. His slightly curly hair framed a clean-cut, refined face. 13:56 Sun, Nov 10

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the door and exclaimed, "Is that...

way, I thought this was an amateur competition. How did they

he famous?"

chief designer for Lewis Group's Fashion Ladies. You've seriously never heard of him? He's a design prodigy. The gowns he designed at the age of twenty were already part of the design curriculum at

he was so young." Marilyn practically glowed

to shake hands with everyone. His approachable demeanor didn't

arrogance.

the far corner of the room, his expression froze for a brief moment. His

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

spread: no one was really gunning for first place anymore. The best they

a promo for

curiosity, "Why would Fashion Ladies even need promo? Isn't it

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

point was for the contestants to get to know each other so that

from a girl group. After asking around and finding out which dressing room was Samantha's, she