Chapter 53


    Anna smiled at the host and nodded. “I’m fine.” Then, she bowed and greeted everybody in all


    directions before finally turning her gaze to Olivia, shouting in a pitiful voice, “Olivia, please let me finish


    taking part in thispetition. If there’s a problem, we can go home and talk, okay?”


    Olivia red at her with a cold expression. “Now, you want to go back and talk? When you stole my


    designs, why didn’t you say anything to me then?”


    After that, the entire venue fell into an uproar.


    Before they could even understand what was going on, or whether there would be any unfairness in a


    situation where one sister was taking part in thepetition while the other was a member of the


    judges, the elder sister revealed that the younger sister had giarized her work!


    What?! These stories are turning out to be more shocking than the next!


    Meanwhile, the sponsors whispered among themselves, “This is interesting! A participant stole the


    designs of one of the judges?”


    “That’s impossible! Who would dare to be so fearless?”


    “Well, it can’t be that the judge is lying, right?”


    “Don’t you think the injuries on that designer seem strange? In my opinion, there’s probably something


    else going on behind the scenes.”


    Their voices were not soft, and Eugene could hear them very clearly. Thus, he looked back at them and


    said faintly, “The participant giarized those designs!”


    Those people nced at each other. Eugene Nn is speaking to us!


    Normally, there was no chance for them to even make contact with him. Now that they had a ready-


    made topic in front of them, somebody trying to weasel a rtionship with him immediately leaned over


    and asked, “President Nn, do you know something?”


    “I saw these designs a long time ago,” he replied.


    Curtis raised his brows secretly. It looks like the president favors Miss Maxwell quite a lot. I can’t


    believe he couldn’t even bear listening to a fewments from the people surrounding him. Since


    when has he ever been this chatty before?


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    The audience was buzzing, and the situation on the stage was also at a stalemate.


    “Olivia—” Anna’s tears flowed freely without saying another word; she looked extremely pitiful. “Please


    don’t try to stop me anymore. For the sake of this grandpetition, I’ve been working my butt off


    since September. All these years, I’ve always done whatever you asked me to. I’m begging you; please


    listen to me this time!”


    Olivia pointed at the models and sneered, “Are you sure these are the designs youbored over since


    September?”


    Anna nodded. “Of course. The staff at my studio can testify for me. Also, the judges of this grand


    competition are my witnesses too. They chose my designs out of thousands of others!”


    The audience began whispering among themselves again. “Why wouldn’t Olivia allow Anna to enter the


    competition?”


    “Maybe she’s afraid of her sister threatening her position.”


    “Who is this Olivia Maxwell anyway? I’ve never heard of her.”


    “I’ve never heard of her either. She probably came here because she couldn’t survive on her own


    anymore.”


    “I remember back when the grandpetition was promoting itself; didn’t they say they sessfully


    invited the world-renowned fashion designer, Angel?”


    “Who knows? It was probably a marketing gimmick!”


    At the same time, Olivia stared at Anna. Then, a wicked smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as


    she slowly took a seat. “Fine. Then, please exin to me the concept behind your designs; tell me


    what inspired you as well as the original motivation behind your collection!”


    Anna saw Olivia sitting down, and her heart rxed slightly. She had done a lot of preparation for these


    questions—so much so that she could recite them fluently from memory. Pointing to the outfit the


    model was wearing, she exined, “The plum blossom, the orchid, the bamboo, and the


    chrysanthemum are referred to as the ‘Four Gentlemen of the Seasons’ in traditional art. They have


    long been symbols of the feelings and ambitions of this country’s people, representing their fascination


    for the highest level of mankind’s character and nature. The plum blossom is graceful and proud,


    blooming in winter; the orchid is elegant, ethereal, and noble; the bamboo is modest, humble, and


    tenacious; the chrysanthemum is cold, chaste, simple, and elegant. They carry the same theme—


    uprightness, purity, humility, and perseverance against harsh conditions. They are loved by all.


    Therefore, I wanted to convey my personal respect for them through my designs.”


    Olivia nodded,ughing. “You did your homework. That design concept must have taken a lot of


    Googling on your part, huh?”