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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1874

The vice president of the garment association asked in confusion, "How can you prove it? Do you have any evidence?"

Tina smiled but didn't say anything.

She walked straight toward Abby.

When she came to her side, she felt her nervously hold her breath.

Tina's eyes narrowed as she walked past Abby and walked to the model next to her. She reached out her hand to stroke the dress on the model, gently lifting the hem of the dress embroidered with a phoenix tail and rubbing against it with her fingers.

She looked at Abby with a cold smile in her eyes. "Miss Amery, why did you put my name on Luo River Goddess if it's yours?"

Abby's face changed slightly, and she asked, swallowing hard. "What do you mean?"

She was a little confused now, and she did not understand what Tina was up to: to frame her up or play some dishonest juggling trick.

The host aside was a little stunned when coming across such an emergency. At this moment, he couldn't help but come over. He was surprised and curious. "Oh? Miss Hall, what do you mean by this?"

Tina answered directly by taking action.

She turned her wrist slightly upward.

On the back of the phoenix tail appeared a name sewed by silk threads: Tina.

Everyone presented saw it.

Abby's face turned pale.

The host was the closest to them. When he saw it, he was so shocked that he gasped and said in a low voice, "Tina! Her name is on it..."

Seats of the judges were quite close to the stage so that they could see the works more clearly.

When Tina moved her hands, all the judges looked over and saw her name clearly.

"Impossible! It's impossible!" Abby freaked out and explained anxiously, "Vice President, judges, I'm innocent. I don't know what's going on. It has nothing to do with me..."

Tina asked slowly, "It is not your work, so who designed it?"

"..." Abby was at a loss what to say.

All of a sudden, she fell into a dilemma.

If she admitted that it was done by someone else, the public would know she was hiring other designers to work for her. But if she didn't admit it, she was telling those judges and members from the garment association that she copied Tina's design...

Well, a copycat was not allowed in the fashion design industry.

The possible grave consequences weighed heavily on her mind.

At this time, judges were looking at each other in their seats with shocked and serious looks.

There was nothing wrong with the name on it. If it was Abby's design, she couldn't sew Tina's name on it because it did not make sense. The truth was now obvious.

Tina turned to look at Susan, who was waiting behind her, and nodded at her. Then she looked at the judges with clear eyes. "Dear judges, the following clothes are my works for the chance to participate in the GDA International Fashion Exhibition!"

After that, the host slowly picked up the microphone to continue his job here.

Several models stepped onto the stage.

What they were wearing was Tina's works.

They were also moon-white dresses with phoenix patterns. However, the difference was that the hems of these dresses had several more well-arranged layers, which were embroidered with propitious clouds and red-crowned cranes, which gave a full expression of the delicacy of the classical myths.

From the first to the last, her works with a mysterious and distant aura instantly brought the audience into some ethereal fairyland.

Almost when they saw the dresses, they thought of a poem describing the beauty of the Luo River Goddess: Her shape is lithe like the astonished swan goose, is gentle like the swimming dragon. She is brilliant like the chrysanthemum in the autumn and is gorgeous like the pine tree in the spring. Her hairs are like the light clouds covering the moon; her skirt is like the circling snowflakes that fly in the wind...

These models wearing Tina's works were graceful and delicate. More notably, they also had a magnificent and grand beauty.

Tina showed everyone what the real Luo River Goddess would look like!

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