Chapter 1313
Beverly slowly opened her eyes, giving a shy smile towards the camera. She didn’t utter a word, but
her eyes spoke volumes, full of yful charm. People couldn’t help butmend Jacob for his luck.
“He’s married to such a gorgeous woman, who’s also his career’s right–hand woman. Mr. Jacob is a
real winner in life.”
“Absolutely, they’re a match made in heaven,plementing each other splendidly.”
“This is what true love and marriage should look like!”
The murmurs from the crowd reached Jacob and Beverly’s ears, bringing an even wider smile to
their faces. Such praise could easily knock the wind out of the sails of the other contestants. They
were already feeling low due to Jacob’s probable hat trick win this year. Their participation was
more of a case of biting the bullet.
Now, with the host’s bias towards Jacob and the crowd singing his praises, it felt like there was no
point inpeting.
The camera panned across the makeup rooms, revealing makeup artists throwing in the towel.
Soon, the doors of several makeup rooms opened, with models and makeup artists slowly walking
out. They all decided to withdraw from thepetition.
The host expressed regret, “It’s a pity that some contestants have chosen to withdraw. We hope for
better oues next year.”
Chloe, sitting in the audience, raised an eyebrow. She nced at the spectators who were
showering Jacob with praises. They all seemed quite pleased with themselves, trying to suppress
their grins as contestants began to drop out.
The camera panned to the other makeup rooms, and the voices started again.
“Ugh, what is this? It looks so mediocre.”
“Is the eye makeup too heavy?”
“This doesn’t look like a bride, more like a dancer!”
“What? Why are the bride’s lips so red? It doesn’t look pure or pretty. It’s as if she’s one of those
heavily made–up dancers. The makeup is old–fashioned, and the foundation is too thick. How did
they even dare topete?”
The voices were quite loud. Chloe noticed the makeup artists on the big screen pausing and
trembling to varying degrees, with models starting to show strange expressions.
Chloe narrowed her eyes, then rxed her brows. Her eyes darkened.
Next, the camera switched to the makeup room where Miles was. The model on the big screen had
a conspicuous red birthmark on her face, nowpletely uncovered. Her long eyshes quivered
unconsciously, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly. No one could make out the expression in her
eyes.
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Her face was actually very pretty, with each feature clearly visible on the big screen – all delicate
and perfect. The only w was the irregr red birthmark on her forehead, which greatly detracted
from her beauty. Faced with such a face, everyone was at a loss for words.
In the fashion circle, people never judged a person’s looks as beautiful or ugly, because parents
gave people their looks!
People could critique a makeup artist’s skills and styles, but they couldn’t judge a person’s natural
looks. If they really had to critique, it would likely spark endless debates.
This topic had almost be a taboo in the fashion circle. Because people knew that no one was
perfect, and criticizing others‘ looks was really a case of shooting oneself in the foot.
However, that birthmark was indeed quite ring.
“Why would anyone choose such a model?”
“Indeed, I really can’t understand. Her first impression score is basically zero.”
“We simply don’t understand the fashion in the eyes of artists.”
A few people were whispering. Chloe squinted at the screen, noticing Katie‘ eyshes starting to
tremble. She bit her lip, obviously affected.
Meanwhile, in another room, Jacob saw the image on the TV screen and couldn’t help but frown.
Katie, this ugly woman… Wasn’t she in the hospital, reportedly unconscious for a long time? How
come she was now at thepetition?
But the next second, heughed coldly.
The scoring rules of the bigpetition also included the evaluations of a hundred public judges.
Even if the professional judges gave high scores to Miles, it would only ount for half of the score.
The other half depended on the impression scores of the audience. If he intended to attract
attention with an ugly model, it depended on whether anyone could ept it. Besides, if there was
live mockery, it would be even more interesting, wouldn’t it?
Jacob sneered, continuing to do Beverly’s makeup with an air of confidence and arrogance.
The camera switched to other rooms.
Katie turned off her microphone and whispered, “Miles, can I really do this? If I cause you to lose
the championship, I…” She really didn’t know how to make it up to him.
No one knew better than her how much Miles valued thispetition. This was Miles‘ rebellion
against Jacob’s long–standing oppression, his rebuttal to his family’s indifference, disdain, and even
disgust towards him. His proof of his own strength, his payback to Ms. Summers, and his self–
validation to Beverly.
He wanted to show his confident and capable side, to let Beverly know that he wasn’t the worst, that
whatever Jacob could give her, Miles could too.
But if he failed this time, would Miles be able to hold his head high in front of so many people,
especially in front of Beverly.
Miles looked at Katie, his lips pressed together. After a long while, he finally uttered these words.
“I’m d I could participate in today’spetition. And I’m even happier that today’s model is still
you.”
Katie was stunned. Her eyelids twitched involuntarily.
For a moment, she thought of this year’spetition theme.
The theme bridal hit her like a lead ball, making her heart pound.
Was he d that she was still his model today because the theme of thepetition was bridal?
However, she quickly dismissed the idea.
That was impossible. In Miles‘ eyes, the most perfect bride in the world might’ve only been Beverly.
Beverly was the memory of Miles‘ youth, his first crush. This kind of blissful ignorance in love, how
could a person with no redeeming qualities like Katie evenpete?
Beverly was not just a sight for sore eyes in Miles‘ view, she was also a goddess in most people’s
books.
But Katie… well…