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    As everyone watched the host clutching the card, anticipation built, creating a noticeable tension in the air. It was time to disclose who would advance. Lifting the card, the host said, “Moving on to the next round is designer number thirty, Fiona.”


    Despite her status as a noblewoman, Fiona enjoyed considerable poprity in Yata as a jewelry designer, with a significant following. Upon hearing Fiona’s name, the live broadcast viewers erupted in cheers. Comments flooded in rapidly.


    “Fiona exemplifies both nobility and talent, truly inspiring!”


    “Way to go, Fiona, keep it up!”


    “She’s my role model, rightfully advancing first.”


    Ashlyn frowned as she read these enthusiasticments on her phone, somewhat taken aback by Fiona’s local poprity.


    Katelyn remained indifferent; such honors held little significance to her.


    Now that Fiona had advanced, she moved to the designated area for the next phase. As she walked past Katelyn, Fiona sneered, “Looks like you might not even make it past the first stage; so much for being a top designer.”


    Katelyn responded coldly, “Was anyone speaking to you? Trying so hard to get attention?”


    Fiona’s expression soured as she said, “Just trying to offer friendly advice. Don’t snap at the hand offering help.”


    “Thanks for the heads-up, but it’s quite unnecessary,” Ashlyn could no longer hold back and began to mock her openly. The host then prepared to announce the next result.


    “I am pleased to announce that designer number five, Iris, will advance to the next round!”


    Upon hearing this, Fiona’s expression immediately darkened. She was ovee with shame and embarrassment.


    Catching Fiona’s awkward look, Ashlyn mocked her, “Why the sour face? Weren’t you hoping Katelyn would be out? Just be quiet, you toxic thing!”


    Fiona was itching to retort harshly, but considering the numerous eyes on the live stream, she held back her fury. If she lost her temper and cursed on camera, it would shatter her carefully curated image of grace. Left with no other option, Fiona exited the scene, though she was boiling with anger inside.


    Katelyn, sensing the tension, warned Ashlyn cautiously, “Watch out. I think Fiona is nning something serious against us.”


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    It was clear Fiona wasn’t going to let this pass quietly. Her domineering attitude was proof enough. However, Katelyn couldn’t predict Fiona’s next move.


    Ashlyn gave Katelyn aforting look. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this under control. You go on; I’ll be right there.”


    Katelyn nodded in acknowledgment. Knowing that Ashlyn was alert and knew how to handle the situation brought herfort. That was what mattered most.


    Meanwhile, the live broadcast’s chat was buzzing with Katelyn’s fans, all eagerly voicing their support.


    “Iris, you’re the best! Go go go!”


    This singlement was repeated endlessly.


    As Katelyn approached, she chose a seat quite distant from Fiona. Her decision wasn’t out of fear; she simply preferred to avoid the constant barrage of nonsense Fiona was known to spew. It was nothing short of exasperating.


    Fiona sneaked a nce to make sure the camera was off her before rolling her eyes at Katelyn, unable to hold back her disdain.


    The host continued, announcing, “The next designer moving forward is number eleven, Ashlyn.”


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