Her Seven Little Bodyguards novel Chapter 686

Chapter 686

Thea smiled smugly. "Whoops, someone spoke too soon." Yeah. That was a good idea. She exchanged a look with Tilly. Victory is ours. However, she forgot one thing. There was no way Morales would fail when he had made that promise so readily.

Jennifer watched on nervously while she held Bryan's hand as tightly as she could. "It's almost fifteen minutes now, but Morales hasn't drawn anything yet." She had no idea how design worked, so she didn't know what Morales was doing. She was just worried Morales might fail the task, and everyone might call him a plagiarizer too.

Bryan looked at her hand. He was worried for Morales too, but he was also happy for himself. The kids are my lucky stars. Every time they're involved, Jennifer and I get closer. He held her hand and assured her, "Don't worry. Morales knows what he's doing." If the kids are involved, there's nothing they can't do.

Morgan also chimed in to reassure Jennifer, "Don't worry, beautiful lady. Morales will win." It's important to be different from everyone in design. There's no way Morales will allow anyone to learn his techniques. Not in public.

"But he's not coming up with anything." The screen was showing his progress. All she saw was a mess of lines. There were only ten minutes until the time was up.

"It's actually already done, beautiful lady. Morales is just cleaning it up." James crossed his arms and gave Morales a look of approval. Nicely done. Gotta show these famous designers something different, after all.

"It's done?" Jennifer gasped. She had no idea what was happening, but she gave them a thumbs up. "That's awesome." I think I need to reevaluate the kids.

The designers were as shocked as Jennifer as well. They were professionals, but not even they knew what Threeday was doing. To them, those mess of lines looked like a kid's doodles.

The drawing was getting messier, and Tilly and Thea beamed. Five minutes, and he's out of the game. Yet, as the time limit was slowly approaching, Tilly and Thea realized something was off. Wait. Why are they praising him? Why are they calling his work perfect? That's not real. That can't be.

"I see. Well done."

"This is good enough to be in the top ten too."

"And he's only five. I'm impressed."

"This is a great design."

The praises wouldn't stop coming even before the allotted time was over. Even the panel of judges were nodding in agreement to those whispered discussions.

"5… 4… 3… 2… 1!" The timer came to an end, and the crowd broke into thunderous applause.

Tilly and Thea looked around in confusion. Are they praising Morales? Is his work that good? They stared at the finished work on the screen. What the hell is this? It's just a mess of lines. "What is this anyway?" she blurted out as she had no idea what this was.

Some designers started questioning her sharply, "Your daughter is a designer too, isn't she? And you can't even see how great this work is?"