"For the materials, the chain boasts a distressed matte finish, accented with fragmented hearts. The edges have been smoothed down so they no longer cut the wearer."
"..."
"To conclude, wearing this piece is a farewell and an act of self-forgiveness. It commemorates a love that burned out too soon, allowing the wearer to release the past—and release themselves."
The emotional pitch hit home. Many in the audience were visibly moved, recalling their own past heartbreaks.
"That was beautiful!"
"..."
The judges showered her with high praise, unanimously awarding her an exceptional 98 points. "Truly magnificent! The design is brilliant, and the concept strikes right at the soul."
Seraphina bowed deeply to express her gratitude. She shot Julian one last affectionate look before stepping off the stage. Her gaze immediately locked onto Clara, a vicious smirk playing on her lips.
Her masterpiece had crushed the competition.
What exactly was Clara going to bring to the table? Going up there now would be sheer humiliation.
"Clara, we simply cannot wait to see your work!" Seraphina mocked as she walked past.
Clara knew it was a taunt. Smoothing down her skirt with slender fingers, she stood up and offered a faint smile. "I'm sure you won't be disappointed."
Seraphina faltered for a second before scoffing, dropping into her seat with utter disdain.
"Our final presenter is Ms. Clara Vance. Let's welcome her to the stage to present her design," the announcer declared.
Clara bowed respectfully and walked up the steps.
Unlike the enthusiastic cheering for the others, the room buzzed with venomous whispers.
"She actually has the nerve to go up there. Talk about thick skin!"
"Her sugar daddy probably bribed the judges already."
"Hahaha, you're right. Must be nice having a billionaire backer."
"Who cares about backers? The judges have integrity. Seraphina's design and concept were phenomenal. She's definitely taking first place!"
"..."


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