Chapter 259


    Under a set of lusciousshes, her eyes were bright, her nose delicate, and her lips were like scarlet


    petals.


    Though she beared a resemnce to her mother, her innate elegance and nobility made her stand out


    from the crowd without even trying.


    Her beauty was otherworldly.


    Was that his sister, Arabe?


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    She’s a stunner alright and seemed well–behaved.


    But why would she participate in the contest as an assistant?


    Was there something fishy going on here?


    Hans was stumped.


    The stage was semi–circr, with a hundred and twenty designers and assistant’s up on stage, facing


    the audience, separated by a screen in the middle.


    A big screen behind them magnified every movement they made.


    The host, microphone in hand, enthusiastically announced, “Round one is all about using the fabrics


    and essories provided by us. You have forty minutes. Designers and their assistants make the most


    beautiful, temperamental dress you can think of.”


    The pretty attendants lined up to distribute the materials and essories.


    “And now, let thepetition begin! Start the clock!”


    Once the host left the stage, all designers started designing.


    Each designer was given the same white gauze and identical essories – pearls, rhinestones,


    sequins, and the like.


    “This gauze is really good quality.” Molly touched the fabric on the tray, “Arabe, what do you want to


    design?”


    “Do you have any ideas?”


    “When I saw the gauze, I immediately thought of a wedding dress.” Molly has a brainwave, “Why don’t


    we design a wedding gown? But these essories.”


    Molly noticed that the tray was chock–full of materials, “I guess a lot of designers will use pearls,


    sequins, and rhinestones to make their dresses look elegant. If we do the same, it won’t be original.”


    Arabe spotted the colorful embroidery thread on the tray and got an idea, “Let’s make a white


    wedding dress with rose embroidery. You can cut the dress, and I’ll embroider roses on it with red


    thread and use the green thread for leaves.”


    “Great idea!” Molly was immediately excited and picked up a ruler and scissors to start cutting the


    material.


    Hans noticed that they were brainstorming. His sister must have given the designer some ideas,


    providing her with motivation and direction.


    When the camera shifted to Arabe, she was busy embroidering the bodice of the dress with red


    thread. Hans noticed that her hand seemed to be injured?


    He whispered into the radio on his suit cor, “Zoom in on assistant number 16.”


    The backstage crew immediately magnified the image on the screen.


    Not just Hans, but everyone now noticed the bruise on Arabe’s right wrist.


    She’s injured?


    And it looked pretty bad.


    But the real kicker was, despite the injury, she was still able to embroider quickly and skillfully.


    One person asked, “Who is that girl? She looks like she’s in her teens.”


    Another person eximed, “I can’t believe she might not even have finished high school, but can


    embroider so well. It’s a shocker!


    Arabe stitched the two–colored threads onto the front of the bodice, and a lifelike rose immediately


    caught everyone’s eye. In less than ten minutes, she was done. The speed was mind–blowing.


    “Oh no”


    At that moment, Molly identally snipped a small hole while cutting.


    She was close to tears after seeing the damaged gauze dress, “Arabe, what do I do? I was so


    nervous, I messed up the cut.”


    The damage to the dress was at the hent of the white tulle skirt.