Anne looked at Rachel, confused. "What do you mean?"
The office suddenly fell silent while a huge stage was being set up in front of the Chapman Group's entrance.
There was a multitude of design dresses on them with the designers standing next to their product.
The office was as quiet as a moonbeam.
Rachel clutched her palms together tightly. "I'm sorry, Anne, I couldn't finish the design in time."
Anne sighed. "You should apologize to the president, he had high hopes for you."
She then left after leaving those words behind.
Rachel left the office and stood off-stage to look at the dresses as a spectator.
Melissa, who was standing on stage, immediately spotted Rachel.
So, she held her head high proudly.
The event onstage was well underway. There was a row of judges with Nathan being at the center.
He scanned the stage but could not see the person he wanted to see.
It was not until he saw Rachel off-stage that he paused with a startle.
'Didn't she sign up for the competition? Why is she off-stage?'
One after another, the design dresses were wheeled forward with a machine while their designers stepped up to their clothes and followed after it.
As the host called out the name of a designer, their work would be presented to the judges, and the designers themselves would follow.
The judges would then give them their scores, and they would leave the stage for the next designer.
The designers moved one after another like a well-oiled machine until the host picked up the microphone once again.
"The next designer is...Rachel Bennet."
There was only silence.
The host smiled awkwardly and called Rachel's name a few times.
Pressing her lips together, Rachel slowly walked up onto the stage.
The host was slightly taken aback by Rachel's empty-handedness. "Are you Ms. Rachel Bennet?"
Rachel nodded. "Yes, I am Rachel Bennet."
The host paused and asked, "Do you have your design and final product?"
Rachel's gaze slowly landed onto Melissa's product. Most of the features of her previous design had appeared on Melissa's dress.
Not only that, but there were also plenty of designers with the exact features that Melissa had implemented on her dress.
"I..."
Before Rachel could speak, a female voice rang from the audience.
"Rachel Bennet's design and its final product are here!"
Within a split second, all the visual and recording focus moved away from the stage and toward the back of the audience.
Jodie rushed onstage with a wrapped dress and a design artwork.
With Anne's instruction, the stage crew quickly carried a mannequin onstage.
Seeing Jodie fumbling with the dress on the mannequin, Rachel was confused. "Jodie, why are you here?"
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