Back then, she had thought that Project Rebirth had exhausted all of Natalie’s talents. Looking back at it now, she was so wrong.
Jasmine stared at the tanned-skinned model posing on the red carpet. Her eyes were reddened and her hands were clasped tightly together.
God was so unfair. He had given Natalie such a good life and such amazing talent.
Sensing Jasmine’s jealousy, Natalie raised her eyebrows and said, “What’s so impossible about that? When we were choosing fabrics you said that my model could never exude the softness of spring. Does your pride hurt now?”
Jasmine turned and glared at Natalie.
She definitely had it coming. Never would Jasmine have thought that a model’s clothes could influence her aura.
Although she was not good at design, Jasmine still had a good evaluation and appreciation for beauty. Nothing had changed about the model herself. It was the clothes that helped her exude a sense of gentleness.
“Why did Ms. Jasmine stop talking?” Natalie smiled faintly as she noticed Jasmine falling silent.
Jasmine gritted her teeth and snorted. “Don’t be too happy about this. I admit I spoke too early. So what? This round’s best design is still mine.”
“Is that so,” Natalie said as she narrowed her eyes, “I’ll be looking forward to it.”
Seeing as Jasmine was so confident of herself, the designer she plagiarized must be someone very famous.
She had to take a good look at Jasmine’s copied dress.
Just then, the tanned-skinned model returned backstage. The music then changed and the final model stepped out.
“Wow!” The crowd was in an uproar.
Just like Natalie’s model, this model captured everyone’s attention as soon as she appeared. The live stream comments section was flooded once again by compliments for the dress.
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