Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 591

Hailey’s breath hitched, and her entire body began to shake.

The same people who had been looking at her with envy and admiration were now staring with contempt and ridicule.

They were all waiting to watch her downfall.

The murmurs of the crowd cut through her like jagged glass.

“No way… Contestant Number Four plagiarized the master, Queen?”

“No wonder the style was so similar. I actually thought a new designer had finally emerged who could replace Queen. I was thinking, I can’t get my hands on one of Queen’s pieces, but a budget version wouldn’t be so bad… I can’t believe it… tsk, tsk.”

“She was acting so proud before, like she was the future Star of Eternity. And her family, they were all putting on such an act, so arrogant… This is hilarious. It turns out she’s a copycat, and she got called out right in front of the master’s own student.”

“This is a globally broadcast competition. The Wynn family has truly embarrassed themselves on an international stage.”

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Patrick and Marianne looked livid, their expressions thunderous.

Especially Patrick.

The way he looked at Hailey, it was as if he wanted to strangle her.

How could Marianne dare to speak now?

She stared at Hailey in shock and disbelief—the daughter they had meticulously built up as a genius jewelry designer…

Just a moment ago.

They were basking in the praise and admiration of everyone around them.

They were so proud, so unbelievably arrogant.

But now.

All that pride and triumph had completely crumbled.

And it happened in such a humiliating way that they couldn’t even lift their heads.

How could this be happening?

How could Hailey’s design possibly be plagiarized?

And how could she have plagiarized… a master of Queen’s caliber?

They felt ashamed just sitting in the audience.

It was nothing compared to Hailey, who was being publicly humiliated on stage.

She wanted to see Adrian’s reaction.

But as her gaze swept across the crowd.

She saw… a stunningly beautiful figure in the front row.

Serena?!

It was Serena!

What was she doing here?

That usurper, the one who had stolen her identity for years, who came from the slums and only knew how to use her face to get ahead—how was she sitting in the front row?!

The girl was leaning back lazily, arms crossed, her eyes lifting to look at Hailey.

Her gaze was calm, completely different from how everyone else was looking at her.

There was no mockery.

But… that complete lack of emotion, that indifference, made Hailey feel even more humiliated, made her face burn with shame.

It was more unbearable than any mocking glance in the entire venue!