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    Fiona was effectively silenced. She was willing to wait. Once this event concluded, she nned to have someone eliminate these two nuisances.


    Leaning on Katelyn’s shoulder, Ashlyn shed a mischievous grin at Fiona. “Silence might be your best strategy. Remember, disaster emanates from careless talk.”


    Fiona’s expression darkened further. Forced to simmer in silence, she awaited thepetition’s end.


    With Fiona remaining quiet, Ashlyn saw no reason to incite further conflict with someone so insignificant.


    Meanwhile, other jewelry designers had started to gather, many recognizing Katelyn and approaching her eagerly.


    “Iris, what a thrill to meet you atst. I feel so fortunate.”


    Other admirers said enthusiastically, “Absolutely, you’re my role model. You’re incredible. Could I get your autograph?”


    Their approach was tentative, seemingly worried about being turned away.


    “Yeah, I heard you wereing here. I was so excited I couldn’t sleep for a few nights. Just look at these dark circles under my eyes.” Theirments drewughter from both Katelyn and Ashlyn. Katelyn graciously agreed, “Of course, I’d be happy to sign autographs. Let’s do it.”


    A crowd quickly formed around Katelyn, each person eager for an autograph. Their faces brightened instantly as they produced pens and notebooks, clearly prepared.


    Fiona was pushed to the side by the sudden wave of jewelry designers moving in. As she observed the scene, her features contorted with fury. Katelyn was receiving the adoration typically reserved for celebrities, something Fiona deemed unbing for a mere jewelry designer.


    Ashlyn noticed Fiona’s anger and couldn’t help but smirk.


    The signing session continued. From her position near the judging panel, Ryanna watched the unfolding scene silently, waiting for the host to begin.


    Then, suddenly, a voice cut through the air.


    “Today marks the royal selectionpetition for the exclusive royal jewelry designer, broadcast live to engage viewers globally as we determine the new exclusive jewelry designer.”


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    On stage, the host, microphone in hand, approached the center stage with a weing smile and began her introductory speech to the audience. The broadcast had captivated tens of millions worldwide. Since it involved the royal family, it naturally piqued widespread interest. Viewerments on the live stream scrolled by swiftly.


    “Can you believe we’re actually witnessing a royal selection for jewelry designers? What a rare event!”


    “Watching this feels like being part of something monumental! Eager to see the creations from these top designers.”


    “Why all the fuss? It’s just a disy of the same old jewelry. Today’s designers seem to be running out of fresh ideas.”


    The stream featured a mix of praise and criticism, with viewers freely sharing their thoughts.


    Next to Katelyn, Ashlyn flicked through the live streamments on her phone, amused by the spectators’ enthusiasm. She appeared utterly unfazed by thepetition, sitting back with ease.


    Katelyn, observing Ashlyn’s rxed demeanor, felt a sense offort. This rxed attitude promised to be advantageous during the contest. On stage, Annie watched Katelyn closely, her expression tinged with hatred.


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