A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 43

As a mentor for this competition, Edward Xi has the right to check the wedding dresses designed by each contestant.

I didn't take this matter to heart, but the next day, I was so annoyed that I wanted to kill myself.

The next day, a big fire burned my wedding dress, as well as the wedding dresses made by the other nine contestants.

I was sitting in a messy production room and felt very dazed.

"Ashley." William Xiao came immediately after receiving the news. When he saw me sitting on the ground with a helpless expression, he hugged me up with a dull look.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." William held me in his arms. His breath was clean and gentle, but it couldn't soothe the pain and sadness in my heart.

I grabbed William's clothes and said in a choked voice, "William, no... the wedding dress is gone." The wedding dress I carefully made was really gone.

"I know, the organizers have already known about this matter. They are now sending people to investigate this matter. Someone must have done it deliberately. Don't be afraid."

William patted me gently on the shoulder and tried his best to appease me.

I lay in William's arms and held his clothes tightly with my fingers turning white.

Who was it to burn all the wedding dresses? What was his purpose?

Because the wedding dress was burned this time, the organizers thought of other ways to let us make our own works again.

I had no choice but to copy the completed draft again and make it again with William.

After being busy for nearly three days, our wedding dress was finally designed.

Looking at the beautiful dreamy wedding dress in front of me, I touched my belly and said with a smile, "I feel that it is more beautiful than the last one. Is it a blessing in disguise?"

Upon hearing this, William rubbed my hair lovingly and said, "Because my Ashley is getting more and more outstanding."

Being coaxed like a child by William made my ears burning.

Our wedding dress was shown together with other nine contestants'. These wedding dresses were displayed one by one, when I saw Vivian's wedding dress which was exactly the same as mine, I was shocked.

"William..." I looked at William uneasily. William also frowned and looked at me. Then he nodded to me with a calm face. He asked me not to be nervous and waited to see what would happen.

Looking at his solemn eyes, I could only suppress the fear in my heart and gradually looked at the work of Vivian. Vivian's design was exactly the same as mine.

However, the design draft made by us were obviously kept secret. No one would leak it out except the mentors.

Moreover, since the mentor had this responsibility, he wouldn't leak out his student's work.

So, how did my design draft came to Vivian? I was very sure that Vivian plagiarized my work.

I clenched my fist and bit my lips hard. When my work was showed, I heard an uproar. Everyone looked at me suspiciously.

Sitting on the stage, Edward frowned slightly and looked at me with his deep eyes.

Edward's eyes were so deep that it made me nervous.

Did Edward also think that I stole others' designs?

I felt so upset and I couldn't breathe when I thought that Edward also thought that I had stolen someone else's design.

"Miss Mu, can you explain?" A judge's voice came from the stage. The man looked at me coldly, with a little displeasure.

I knew this person was the designer Milan. He was very famous in the world, and he was the leading judge.

I went on stage nervously and said to Milan, "Mr. Milan, I don't know what's going on, but I can promise you that my draft is designed by myself."

"So what do you mean? Is my dress a fake? Did I steal your design?" When Vivian heard what I said, she immediately said to me with great dissatisfaction.

"I didn't say that, but I'm also very curious. Why are your designs the same as mine?" I looked at her and said coldly.

Was it Vivian who stole my design draft? Otherwise, how could her dress be exactly the same as mine?

"Ashley, how dare you! Do you think I would steal your draft? When I became famous, you were nobody. How dare you be so arrogant in front of me?" Vivian was indeed famous worldwide. In comparison, I was a nobody.

Everyone had the same idea. After all, it was impossible for a famous designer to steal a draft from an unknown designer.

"I don't know what is going on, I hope the organizer can investigate this matter." I hesitated but still looked at the judges on the stage.

Ten judges walked together, we don't know what they were talking about in a whisper.