Sounds of disdain echoed around.
Hmph, you are at your wit's end, yet you still dare to spout such nonsense. How funny.
A flash of impatience crossed Melanie's face as she waved her hand dismissively. “Alright then, since you're all so confident, please present your contestant.”
“Let me broaden my horizons and see who has the divine power to turn the tide, prop up the honor of a collapsing family, and save the face of the Yrina family.”
Zara chuckled lightly. “Come on out. Success or failure hinges on this competition. Don't you dare tarnish the reputation of our sect.”
The crowd was bustling, everyone was looking around.
Judging by Zara's expression, they wouldn't lose this match and that gave food for thought.
God knew who could turn defeat into victory, preserving the honor and dignity of the Yrina family.
“Bailey is ready.”
“Could it be Bailey Jefferson?”
“D*mn, a big shot like Bailey can do embroidery?”
“Well, you never know. She has so many skills that you can't even count them all on both hands.”
“That's true. We wouldn't find anything she can do surprising. This woman is truly extraordinary.”
Melanie's face began to look unpleasant.
The sudden appearance of Bailey was certainly no coincidence, there must be some hidden agenda behind it.
“Ms. Jefferson, as the chief judge for this competition, you should be in the judging area. You've gone the wrong way.”
Bailey didn't respond, she walked straight up to Zara. They looked at each other with a faint smile playing on their lips.
Zara began to speak, “Bailey is the embroiderer who will be the temporary replacement for the Yrina family. She just joined us not long ago, so her skills are not that refined. I hope everyone can understand when the time comes.”
Huh?
What does this mean?
When did Bailey become a disciple of the Yrina family?
Melanie glared at Zara, gritting her teeth as she said, “I've told you before, only someone from the Yrina family can take your place in the competition. Outsiders are not allowed in the competition.
“Everyone knows that the winner of this competition will be making the wedding dress for Ms. Jefferson. Now, what are you trying to do by sending her to compete with me?
“Zara, if you want to pull some strings, just say it. You could have just asked Bailey to commission you to make the wedding dress.
“Why go through all the trouble of inviting her to compete with me, only to take back the crown of victory and give it to you`?”
Zara looked at her with a smile, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor, neither humble nor arrogant. In a steady tone, she said, “As I've mentioned, Bailey is a disciple of the Yrina family, and has not been with us for long.
“Everyone knows that Yrinasion embroidery technique is not taught to outsiders. Only the disciples within our sect can truly master it. Hence, a simple test will make it clear whether she is a disciple of the Yrina family or not.”
Everyone exchanged glances with each other.
The situation had evolved to this point, far beyond their expectations.
Melanie squinted at her, pausing after each word, “When did the Yrina family take Bailey in? How come I've never heard of it?
“Zara, she couldn't possibly be someone you took in temporarily, could she? You want her to pull strings for the Yrina family, that's why you deliberately attached yourself to her.”
Zara couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on this fool. She turned to the judges and asked, “If Bailey Jefferson is indeed a disciple of the Yrina family, would she be eligible to participate in the competition?”
This...
The judges were so frustrated that they wanted to just die.
After all, who was Bailey?
She was the source of misery to most people.
Anything she meddled with never ended well.
If she were to participate in the embroidery competition now, the likelihood of the Strasson family winning the championship today would be quite slim.
This ill fate had struck them after all.
Who would dare to say 'no' to Bailey in the Shurmer family's territory?
One of the judges reluctantly said, “Ms. Melanie has declared that any disciple from the Yrina family can replace Zara in the competition, but...”
Zara waved her hand to interrupt him, “There's no room for 'buts'. Since Ms. Melanie has made such a statement, she should honor her words.
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