“Florence, what’s wrong?”
Cooper stood beside Florence and looked at her worriedly.
Florence regained her presence of mind and smiled, “Nothing, maybe it’s because I’m a little bit nervous.”
“Relax, I believe in your strength. If you really can’t make it, I’ll help you.”
Cooper patted Florence’s shoulder to give her encouragement.
Florence’s attention was diverted. She stopped thinking about that matter and got in the car.
The accommodation for all the participants of the Ovi Fashion Design Contest was in a luxurious hotel by the sea. The whole hotel was chartered to be solely used by the participants until the finals were over.
They were led by the staff to walk into the hotel lobby.
When they were about to head to the elevator, they met someone head-on.
Isabel.
She wore a high-fashion white dress with high heels. She was wearing an intense lip colour of red and there was a stern aura all over her body.
When the staff saw her, the staff immediately greeted her with a respectful smile, “Ms. Hopkins.”
“She’s Isabel?”
The other two designers who came together with Florence also let out a low yell. They looked at Isabel with excitement and even admiration.
“She’s really Isabel, the genius designer who became famous two years ago in one night. I don’t expect that she also participates in this contest.”
“Then we definitely don’t have a chance, but it’s our honour to compete with her.”
Isabel’s status in the design circle was like a rock star today. In competition two years ago, she managed to stand out. As if she was all the way helped by God, she became a world-famous designer within two years.
Apart from that, she was admired and supported by many people.
In the circle of designers, her existence was like a popular movie star.
Upon seeing her, Florence frowned slightly. The past memories flashed through her mind so she did not feel good.
Isabel glanced at them arrogantly and saw Florence.
But, she was not surprised, as if she already knew that Florence would come.
“Florence, long time no see.”
Isabel stepped on her high heels and walked towards Florence elegantly and gracefully.
When Florence’s colleagues saw this, they immediately looked at Florence with envy, “You guys know each other?”
Florence pursed her lips. It was far more than merely knowing each other.
Isabel was a familiar person she detested very much.
Isabel walked up to Florence’s front and spoke in a low voice with eyes full of mockery.
“Florence, after two years of struggling at the bottom class, you finally have the opportunity to participate in this kind of competition that specially belongs to designers. You’re very excited, right?”
Florence’s body stiffened and her face looked embarrassed.
These two years, she was indeed struggling at the bottom class of the design industry, waiting for the chance to raise her level.
But in fact, if it was not because that Isabel used her power to suppress and kick Florence out of the competition two years ago, perhaps the person who became a famous designer now was she, Florence, but not Isabel.
“But this time, I still won’t give you a chance.”
Isabel smiled with confidence but her eyes were full of malice, “Florence, I’ll chase you out of this contest again very soon.”
Even if Florence really had good talent, she would not let Florence have the chance to show it.
Florence looked at Isabel coldly. She originally thought that after she let Isabel go into the police station last time, Isabel would be a little more restrained. But now, it seemed that Isabel did not, but she became even worse.
“Then let’s wait and see. Let’s see who the winner is this time!”
Florence stared at her without fear. She was no longer Florence who was easily bullied by others two years ago.
Isabel sneered and her expression was a bit ferocious.
“There’s no use for you to be reluctant to admit defeat, I’ll soon make you cry miserably.”
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