Chapter 1299:


    Certainty filled Anti’s mind now. No individual possessed greater speed than she did, barring someone whose training dwarfed her own dramatically.


    Such a scenario defied logic entirely. Four years behind bars had stolen Maia’s time, and the opportunity for practice simply hadn’t existed.


    Anti forced her misgivings aside and let out a scornfulugh. “Very well,” she dered. “Our distinguished audience members will determine which creation holds superior merit.”


    Her design sheet rose into the air.


    The camera operator adjusted his focus, bringing the image into sharp detail on the oversized disy.


    A hand-rendered illustration appeared, showcasing a four-leaf clover bracelet constructed from gold material, its veins replicating authentic botanical patterns with precision.


    Heart-shaped precious stones nked the clover on either side, their cut surfaces seeming to emit light directly from the paper itself, creating an illusion of sparkle. Fluid strokes and exact proportions characterized the overall presentation.


    Anti advanced with confidence radiating from her posture. Her voice rang out with rity and conviction as she presented her work. “The title I’ve chosen is ‘Luck of Clover.’ Gemstone decoration on the leaves themselves has been deliberately avoided. Gold became my material of choice as its superior malleability allowed me to achieve lifelike foliage texture. Layered leaves work in harmony with heart-shaped stones to deliver wless symmetrical bnce.”


    Her presentation reached its endpoint. Numerous guests rose from their seats spontaneously, their handsing together with vigor. Thunderous apuse filled every corner of the space, praise flowing without cessation. Victory appeared to belong to Anti as her authenticity seemed beyond dispute.


    Murmurs circted through the crowd of onlookers.


    “Radiant Jewels’test offering struck me as the ultimate expression of clover bracelet design, yet Anti has blown past it without breaking a sweat.”


    “Creating something that eclipses Radiant Jewels’ newest release within such apressed timeframe—only the legitimate Anti possesses that capability.”


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    “Perfection defines this clover bracelet. There’s no need for furtherparison; Maia has already lost!”


    Admiringments saturated the digital discussion tform.


    “The visual impact of Anti’s design is extraordinary. Did conception truly ur within a mere twenty-minute window?”


    “Annie Crystal’s founder delivers exactly what we’d expect—pure design genius!”


    “Producing a sketch of this caliber demands years upon years of expertise.”


    Relief washed over Aurielle as she examined the piece, and her head moved in an approving gesture.


    Absolute confidence filled her regarding the drawing’s authenticity. Precision, restraint, and dedication to craft permeated every element—Anti’s unmistakable signature.


    Her familiarity with Anti’s creative output surpassed nearly everyone else’s knowledge. Only the real Anti could so adeptly sketch such a draft.


    Her gamble had paid dividends. The seventeen-year-old girl standing before them was unquestionably the real Anti. Shame touched her for having permitted doubt to cloud her judgment.


    At that moment, Maia’s design sheet lifted into view at a measured pace, and the next instant brought the apuse to a jarring stop.


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