Chapter 701
She felt like she''d been struck by lightning, unable to believe that her idol, the Queen Abby she''d
worshiped and desperately wanted to meet, had been by her side all along.
Arabe watched her with amusement. Hadn''t she imed to have seen it all to be able to handle any
surprise?
Well, it didn''t look like she''d quite recovered from this one yet.
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Molly was stunned. She thought back to the sketches she''d given Arabe. With just a few strokes,
Arabe had always managed to transform them into something even better.
She had noticed that Arabe''s design style was simr to Queen Abby''s, a daring, unique expression.
She had even asked Arabe, in a whisper, whether Queen Abby was a man or a woman and if she
was old.
Back then, Arabe had told her that Queen Abby was a woman and that she wasn''t old. She had even
asked Arabe if she''d ever met Queen Abby.
In retrospect, she felt pretty dumb for not realizing that the famous master was right in front of her!
If it hadn''t been for Arabe, her life would have beenpletely different.
She had wanted Queen Abby''s autograph, but as a small-time designer, she''d had no chance of
meeting her.
Arabe had encouraged her to enter thepetition. She remembered how the contest required an
assistant, but she had no reputation or confidence, and her colleagues didn''t want to be her assistant
because they knew their own abilities.
As designers, they didn''t want to embarrass themselves at a design contest.
Arabe had offered to go with her, giving her the courage and confidence to submit her application at
thest minute.
Arabe had been a great help on her journey as a designer, not only helping her revise sketches and
giving her advice but also clearing her name.
She remembered once, when her work was ndered as giarism, Arabe had saved the day by
quickly altering the design. Arabe had given her the chance to show in a live stream how she had
The live stream had reached 1.29 million views. She had taken Arabe''s advice and shown
surveince footage in the stream of Oscar sneaking into Arabe''s office to steal her design, clearing
her own name, and bringing heat and orders to thepany.
Before the Solterrapetition, Arabe had taught her many design techniques. One night, she had
insisted on treating Arabe to a barbecue when Myra sent a gang to cause trouble. Arabe had been
injured while protecting her but had still insisted on going to thepetition the next day.
Arabe''s help had been countless. It was because of Arabe that she was standing here today,
representing her country in an internationalpetition.
If Arabe had signed her name as Queen Abby from the start or not have helped her, her life could
have beenpletely different.
Molly''s eyes welled up with tears, gratitude, and emotion filling her gaze as she looked at Arabe.
Arabe smiled slightly, thinking, "You dummy, why are you crying now?"
After the host read the rules, thepetition started immediately.
The first task was fairly simple, with the organizers providing fabric and essories for the contestants
to design a piece representing their country''s style.
All the techniques Arabe had taught Molly and the hundreds of videos and tutorials she''d watched
recently shed through her mind.
Molly started cutting the fabric, her movements more confident than before.
Arabe watched her, admiration in her eyes. Good, she had improved a lot.
Hans nced at his sister. He knew she was here to support Molly. No matter how much the
organizers had tried to invite her, she had never been willing to show up as a judge.
If she had shown her face earlier, he might have recognized her.
And she would have suffered less and been able to go home earlier.
"Isn''t that assistant number 16 from the Solterra Cup Garment Design Contest?" A judge suddenly
recognized Arabe but wasn''t sure since she was sitting as a judge under the identity of Queen Abby
today.