Someone uttered, “That fact that Bailey could embroider the spring lotus despite having learned the skills for a few days is quite impressive. This is enough to prove that she has talent. Given time, she's sure to become an embroidery master. Nevertheless, this doesn't change the fact that she'll lose in the competition. The Yrina family will be in deep trouble if she loses. Not only do they have to give up the title of World's Best Embroidery, but they also have to withdraw from the international market and stay out of the limelight. If that were to truly happen, the Yrina family would be nothing more than just a shadow of its former self.”
“For all we know, Bailey could have bribed the judges. Since she dares to compete, it shows that she's fully prepared. Don't forget, the competition between the two top embroidery families was held merely to make her a bridal gown. Since she's now a disciple of the Yrina family, the disciples from the family might have helped her with the embroidery. Can you find fault with her if the judges decide to make the Yrina family the winner?” another person chimed in.
“No way, she wouldn't stoop so low, would she? There are so many people watching. If her skills are inferior, shouldn't she just accept the loss gracefully?”
Melanie stood in the rest area, her body swaying as if she were about to fall.
She stared intently at the image of the bridal gown projected on the screen, her eyes filled with disbelief. How could this be possible? How could Bailey possibly have embroidered such a complex piece in such a short amount of time?
She could also create an embroidery masterpiece like the “Morning Gathering of a Hundred Birds,” but it would require at least half a day of her time. But they clearly only had an hour to complete the work! How could Bailey possibly finish a piece of work that usually takes half a day to embroider in such a short amount of time?
“No way. Impossible! There's no way you could have completed this 'Morning Gathering of a Hundred Birds' in such a short time, let alone replicate the framework of the bridal outfit,” Melanie exclaimed. “Bailey, you must have cheated. You must have used some underhanded methods. No one could do it in such a short time—no one! You must've played dirty.”
As soon as she let out this exclamation, the crowd around began to exchange glances. “Holy smokes, the bridal gown design wasn't embroidered by Melanie but by Bailey instead?”
“There's no doubt about it since Melanie just said it herself. Anyway, this is how Bailey works. I'm not surprised at all,” another person uttered.
“If you examine the two pieces of work closely, you can tell the spring lotus employs the Strassonian embroidery stitching, whereas the bridal gown used the Yrinasion embroidery stitching. So, there's no need for anyone to question it anymore. That bridal gown is clearly the work of Bailey. It would be impossible for anyone to fake it.”
Someone else let out a cold snort. “A master who has been learning embroidery skills since childhood is actually outdone by a novice. Ms. Melanie, how do you feel about this?”
“Despite twenty years of experience in embroidery, her work is a far cry from Bailey's. She's clearly not in the same league as Bailey.”
“I can't believe where your confidence came from when you said anyone from the Yrina family could participate in the competition. Now you've messed up, haven't you?”
Melanie remained unperturbed by the sarcastic remark and was more preoccupied with the competition's final result.
If the Strassons were to lose in the competition, Melanie would certainly pay the price for her foolishness, and her family would not let her off easily.
Based on the crowd's earlier reaction and her concern for the bridal gown, it seemed highly probable that Bailey would emerge as the victor today.
If she aimed to reverse the situation, there was just one path to follow—to go all out in her attempts to eliminate Bailey from the equation.
She was ready to accuse Bailey of cheating and plagiarism and even fabricate stories to prevent Bailey from winning. “Bailey, you cheated! This embroidery can't possibly be your work. How could a novice like you possess such master-level skills?”
Her accusation once again silenced the noisy crowd around her, prompting them to ponder how Bailey, a mere beginner, could possess such extraordinary embroidery skills beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Creating a bridal gown was not difficult, and neither was embroidering the “Morning Gathering of a Hundred Birds.” Given enough time, Melanie, too, could accomplish it.
The key factor was having ample time to work on the piece.
The crowd could not help but wonder how Bailey was able to pull that off within such an hour.
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