Until Eloise said, "Let's continue the competition."
The host quickly changed his tone, "Please take a break, both of you. We'll now invite the next contestant to the stage."
Sylvia stepped down with a smile, while Bridget hurried after her.
"Did you already know?"
"Ms. Simpson, what are you saying? Why couldn’t I understand? That is your design, isn’t it? How could I possibly know anything about it?" Sylvia feigned confusion in her reply.
Bridget glanced around, lowering her voice, "Why did the necklace break?"
Sylvia smiled thinly, "Didn't you study the blueprints I based my design on? Couldn't even copy it right?"
With that, she turned and walked away.
After a few steps, she paused, looked back at Bridget, and reminded, "When Rupert handed you those blueprints, didn't he warn you not to overdo it? That ring was truly hideous."
"Sylvia!"
Bridget was livid, nearly shattering her composed image.
Sylvia knew the necklace would break the moment she saw Bridget present it with real stones on stage. That was why she had enticed Eloise to wear her own creation.
Knowing Bridget, she would never let her have the spotlight. Once worn, the necklace's drape would be utterly different. The thin chain couldn't possibly bear the weight of so many real stones.
Indeed, a simple weighing during its making would have revealed the flaw. But clearly, Bridget had been blinded by her arrogance for far too long, her mind clouded by the prospect of victory.
On her way back to the waiting room, Sylvia saw the staff member who had mishandled her sample. She wanted to approach and inquire what had happened.
But just as she was about to, she saw the staff member speaking with the head of the event organizer.
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