Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 256

Meanwhile, Benjamin was matched with a male model. Without any ado, he took up the measuring tape and began taking notes.

“Do you mind taking off your coat? I think the measurement will be more accurate without it,” Benjamin suggested.

The man was confused, for his rugged and unkempt appearance had warded off many.

They were afraid and disgusted by him, but the designer before him was behaving differently. Despite the initial shock in his eyes when they first met, he composed himself quickly and seemed unperturbed at that moment.

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From how comfortable Benjamin was around him, the model felt he was treated as Benjamin’s equal. “It’s dirty, though,” the model blurted.

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Benjamin looked up from the design board and rested his hands on his waist, saying casually, “I don’t mind. Ms. Selena said we have nothing to worry about hygiene. Don’t tell me you feel self–conscious.” Now that Benjamin put it that way, the model felt his reluctance made him seem petty.

“I don’t,” he replied as he took off his coat, revealing his muscular body since that was the only thing he was wearing.

Benjamin was impressed by how well–built the slovenly–dressed man was.

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Benjamin uttered, “I don’t understand how a homeless man like you maintain such a good body. Don’t tell me you’re a real model Ms. Selena sent just to test us.”

Well, I guess I’m lucky to get a real model while others don’t. The chances of winning will be higher for me.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m here because they said they were paying three hundred just for me to stand here,” the man replied.

Oops, I guess I’m not that lucky after all. Collecting his thoughts, Benjamin observed that man and began drafting a design for him.

On the other side, Margaret was also working assiduously. Her goal was to win the competition, although it was no mean feat to dress a beggar up presentably.

In fact, she felt upset by the woman’s unsightly face, so she went ahead to cover the beggar’s face with a paper bag.

Now that she could only see the woman’s body, she felt she could finally work on the design without being distracted.

As for the female beggar, she felt disrespected when Margaret put a paper bag over her head, but she remained quiet since the rules required her to follow the designer’s lead.

As time ticked by, the live broadcast ended, with the next live stream scheduled for nine at night when the final round of the competition would be aired.

Once the drawings were ready, the designers began hurrying to make the clothes. In a time–constrained circumstance like that, they could only present the rough idea of their designs instead of being too detail-

oriented.

While the designers worked, their models stood beside them and removed their clothes before putting on the freshly–made pieces.

If the designed clothing did not fit, the designers would make alterations directly on the clothing while the models had them on.

The atmosphere of the competition venue became tense as the designers worked away industriously without even taking a breather.

They were like athletes running on the track, afraid of being overtaken once they let down their guard.

Four hours went by in the sound of the whirring sewing machines, and the grey sky had already turned utterly dark without the illumination of any stars, making the indoor lights unusually painful to look at.

Just as the model assumed her position on the stage, the lights suddenly went out. In the darkness, cries of astonishment pierced through the air.

“Whoa!”

“This is spectacular!”

The audience was blown away when they saw the model’s dress glowing in the dark. Glistens of red shone vividly as she danced gracefully until she reached the end of the stage when the lights turned on again. Ending her show with a pirouette, the model smiled confidently at the audience.

Everyone was so impressed that their jaws dropped.

Selena’s eyes glimmered with amazement as her lips quivered. Superbly done, Christina Steele. You didn’t let anyone who look highly on you down.

The other designers who were also watching could not believe the model they had just seen was a homeless woman. They had never thought someone like them could dance ballet.

She completed the dance with an immaculate fifth position, and her spin was incredible.

From how shaken up the audience was by the sight, it went without saying that they voted for Christina, propelling her position to the first on the chart after the humbling number of votes in the beginning.

“This is insanely good!” the staff exclaimed.

“The outfit really brought out the best in the model.”

These compliments were not well–taken by the designers standing on the other side, for they were confident that the model Christina had been assigned was explicitly chosen by Selena.

To them, there was no way a beggar would know ballet.