Chapter 1300:
The crowd let out a unified gasp of astonishment.
In Maia’s hands sat not one but fiveplete design sketches. The collection spanned all seasons: a spring bracelet, summer earrings, an autumn brooch, a winter ne, and an eternal ring.
Her draft disyed all five pieces with perfect alignment. The lines flowed beautifully, and the structures were exquisite. She had captured even the smallest details—the way metal reflected light and how gemstones refracted it.
Within the same twenty-minute window, she had recreated theplete Clover Series. Her drawing abilities were wless, and each design demonstrated ingenious craftsmanship.
Anti’s eyes widened with disbelief, and her mouth fell open. Words seemed to escape her. Her high heels made her unstable, and she stumbled backward, nearly toppling over. Her voice shook. “Fiveplete design drafts? How could you manage that?”
Maia’s smile was subtle, and her voice stayed even. “I’ve simply put in countless hours of practice. Remember something important: I work as a fashion designer too.”
She stopped speaking momentarily. Her eyes traveled across the hall. “Creating sketcheses naturally to me.”
Her conclusion came softly. “Jewelry ought to showcase a wearer’s unique character rather than limit her self-expression. The person matters most, not the essory.”
Her final words hung in the air. Silence nketed the hall.
The gap between the two designers’ work was strikingly clear. Nearly everyone recognized Maia’s designs as the better ones.
Anti’s legs buckled beneath her, and she crumpled to the floor atst. Her loss seemed impossible to ept. A question tormented her: was Maia truly Anti?
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“Maia just wiped the floor with an entire design team by herself. How does someone possess this much talent?”
“Those g rumors must have been urate—the ones about Maia sketching fashion designs and winning Aurora Apparel Company over. Her abilities surpass the ordinary!”
“Keep in mind that Maia paints as well. She’s the famous Matias. The art world knows her for groundbreaking work. That background exins her speed and skill with drawings.”
At the same time, Rosanna sat trembling in her seat. Her face had drained of all color. Her mind spun from a shock without precedent. Her entire world felt like it was caving in.
The thought tormented her. What if Maia genuinely was Anti? Her entire life would be a joke!
Rosanna had followed this light forever. She had worked tirelessly to emte this person. Anti was the idol she’d worshipped morning and night. Now this figure might actually be Maia—the very person Rosanna loathed most, the one she’d been desperate to annihte.
The possibility was unbearable. Rosanna refused to entertain it. eptance seemed impossible.
Her thoughts raced. No! This couldn’t be happening! Her idol Anti could never turn out to be Maia. Anti was probably just having a rough day. That had to be the exnation. Everybody experienced off moments asionally, didn’t they?
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