Violet was speechless and somewhat chagrined as she prepared to return.
At that moment, a room not far away opened and someone came out of it.
Violet nced at it, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes.
The person who came out she recognized was Matilda, whom Josie hated.
This floor should not be the floor where the yer lives, right?
Are you here to find someone?
Violet didn’t take it seriously. There was an elevator stop, so she got in and went to her room.
The following day.
Today is the first day of the designpetition.
The wake-up call service for the program team rang early.
Violet got up from the bed, went to the sink, looked at her not-so-good face, and sshed a handful of cold water.
After washing up, she put on an borate makeup to make herself look better.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Violet ran over to the door and saw Natalie standing in the doorway.
With a fragrant breakfast in hand.
“Good morning Miss Helena, I got you breakfast.”
Natalie smiles and says hello.
Violet curled her lips, “Thank you,e in and sit for a while, I’ll be ready in a minute.”
“There’s no rush, Miss Helena, take your time to prepare.” Natalie said in a hurry.
Violet didn’t say a word and waited for Natalie to enter before picking out the clothes she would wear today and going into the bathroom to change.
Natalie put her breakfast on the table, looked at the stockings Violet had casually thrown on the bed, slowly walked over and took them in her hands, gently fondling them.
These are the stockings Miss Helena is wearing.
Violet came out of the bathroom and caught a glimpse of Natalie with her stockings in her hand and a swooning look on her face.
The heart inexplicably shed a trace of odd.
“Natalie, you”
Natalie was shocked and said quickly, “Miss Helena, the quality of these stockings looks quite good, I would like to ask where did you buy them?”
“Oh, I bought it at a boutique, and I can send you the address if you want to buy it.”
Violet took the stockings Natalie handed over, suppressing the unspoken oddity inside.
“Yeah.”
Natalie answered and let out a soft breath.
The two had breakfast and then made their way to the waiting room at the tournament site.
Twenty models are already in ce.
Violet applied makeup to the models in turn, with Natalie standing by as an assistant.
Meanwhile, thepetition site.
Twenty yers havee together.
There were twenty makeshift cubicles on the ying field.
One yer per cubicle.
Inside, there are needles and thread and other utensils for thepetition.
There is also a yer in the venue for real time yback.
The moderator came to the scene and introduced the contestants and the judges separately.
The rules of thepetition were also introduced.
Immediately afterwards, the staff began to distribute the fabric.
Josie stood calmly in her ce and took the material handed to her by the staff.
The material on the hand is of exquisite texture, a look at the good Gambiered Silk.
Josie curled her lips and spread the fabric out on the table, ready to make the finished product.
She is confident that the finished product will not be able to overwhelm the crowd, but it will definitely make it to the final.
However, when she opened the fabric and saw what a small piece of fabric in the middle looked like at that moment, the smile on her face lurched.
How did this happen?
The fabric in the middle of this Gambiered Silk is sparsely stitched and poorly plucked with just a gentle hand to make a hole.
It can be used as a fishing!
Is this tampered with?
Or was it a piece of fabric that the program team gave her on purpose to test the contestant’s resilience?
Josie bit her lip and curled her fingers slightly.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.
The rules of thepetition, once you enter thepetition venue, you cannot make any loud noise, let alone go outside.
So, she can’t ask the show what’s going on with this fabric.
The only way is to go hard.
But how easy is it to make a finished product exactly like your own design with such a piece of fabric with defects?