My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 55: Impressing All the Audience

She had thought of preventing it, but she didn't expect Evelyn to be waiting for her here! She couldn't believe that the waiter didn't do it on purpose.

Almost all the lower half part of the white dress was soaked with red wine, it looked so red and looked so bad.

Evelyn pulled on her dress and showed an innocent look on her face.

“Ms. Fraser, I didn't do it on purpose.”

It would be strange if it wasn't done on purpose!

Florence was so angry that her body went stiff.

Meanwhile at that time, the previous model had gone off the stage, thus the staff by the entrance shouted,

“Florence's model, Evelyn, go on the stage.”

Evelyn sneered as she looked at Florence, “Ms. Fraser, do I still have to go on stage?”

How could she go on the stage when the dress was looking like that?

Winnie's expression also turned into a frown.

“Why were you so careless, you just had to bump at such time? So many wine stains, even the color of the dress has changed, there's no way to get on stage now.”

Evelyn shrugged innocently.

Winnie worriedly looked at Florence, “Ms. Fraser, there's no other way, maybe you should just forfeit?”

She had gone through a lot of hardships to reach where she was today, but when she was just one step away, she had to forfeit?

At the same time, the previous model on the stage already done half of her walk, but the model after her couldn't come out.

People and the judges looked at the exit, feeling puzzled.

“Shouldn't there be another model? Why is she not out yet?”

“Did something happen?”

“Such a big competition shouldn’t allow any mistake; if she's not coming out then just disqualify her.”

Ernest was sitting elegantly on the independent judge seat; he looked gloomy as he gazed at the exit.

The previous model had left, but no one came out.

The stage was empty.

The judge spoke in dissatisfaction, “Just disqualify her, tell other model and designer to go up the stage.”

“Okay.”

The staff immediately wanted to do so after hearing that.

At that time, there was a cold command from the independent judge’s seat.

“Wait.” Ernest's voice sounded so low, “She'll come out.”

Right after that, the staff didn't dare to leave, he questionably looked at the other three judges, were they going to announce the disqualification or not?

The other three judges didn't expect Ernest to suddenly say something too, and they didn't dare to refute Ernest's words either.

Even if they were all sitting on judge seat, Ernest was specially invited, and none of the members of the Ovi Fashion Design Contest would dare to provoke him with his actual status.

In the backstage, Winnie was looking at Florence, feeling sorry, so she walked over and softly patted on Florence's shoulders.

“There's no other way, there'll be another chance next time.”

Florence's face turned pale as she gritted her teeth, feeling so unwilling to.

Evelyn maliciously urged, “What now, are you going to forfeit? I don't even feel good wearing the wine- smelled clothes, so you should just say it, I want to change to another clothes rather than wearing this trashy clothes.”

That's the dress she created with so much efforts, but Evelyn just ruined it and regarded it as a trash.

If she really did forfeit, then the clothes would really be a trash.

No, she wouldn't allow that.

Florence gritted her teeth and spoke with firm attitude, “I'm not forfeiting.”

Evelyn was dumbfounded, her expression immediately turned bad, “What do you mean? You still won't forfeit when it's like this? Don't tell me that you want me to wear such dirty clothes up the stage? You want to embarrass me?”

“As a model, you should listen and wear anything I tell you to wear up the stage.”

Florence coldly stared at Evelyn with firm attitude.

Evelyn was so angry but she couldn't say anything to that.

Winnie frowned, “Florence, you really want to let her go on the stage? The dress is stained now, I don't think going on the stage in such condition is a good thing.”

Giving such a bad impression on her first show, there might be difficulties for Florence's career progress later.

“Who said that she'll go on the stage in such condition?”

Florence looked at the dress that Evelyn was wearing. The big red stain ruined the originally light colored dress.

But it wasn't hopeless.

Florence immediately walked to her assigned position, found several kinds of paints, mixed them with water, adjusted the colors, then she just splashed it on the clothes.

“Ah! Florence, what are you doing?”

Evelyn was so shocked, Florence splashed paints on her.

Florence didn't pay attention to Evelyn, she just looked at the hem of the clothes, which had several colors on it, smudged like a dreamy color.

It's no longer the pure white fairy, but just like a rainbow in the sky, it's dreamy.

Winnie looked at the dress Evelyn was wearing in surprise, she couldn't help saying, “What a genius.”

Florence unexpectedly could think of a way to save such dress.

“Last one, Florence's model, it's time to go on stage.”

At that time, the staff couldn't wait any longer and came over to urge them.

Florence looked at Evelyn coldly, “Ms. Wallace, it's your turn to go up the stage. If you dare to play any other tricks, many eyes will be watching you.”

The stage was right in front of her.

She would only play tricks again if she didn't want to keep working in the modeling world.

Evelyn glared at Florence fiercely; she was really unwilling to do it.

She didn't expect that Florence could still find a way to save it, even when it's already at such state! Damn.

However, even if it was saved, it's too late, the dress already lost the original design, and there wouldn't be good scores either, she might just get eliminated.

While thinking of that, Evelyn walked out with her high heels.

Florence looked straight at Evelyn, who was walking up the stage, feeling very nervous.

The result of the show could almost relate to her life and death.

At the site…

The spotlight was on Evelyn, making her the most dazzling person on site.

Numerous gazes looked towards the dress she was wearing.

“Whoa, so beautiful.”

“It is, even if the last one came out late, it's worth the wait.”

“It's my first time seeing such a random design, dreamy and enchanting, combining two factors can unexpectedly be so perfectly harmonious.”

...

The audiences were talking in whispers.

Evelyn was indeed a professional model, she was very dissatisfied but that's her professional stage, she didn't specially show it off but she still walked stylishly.

In the end, she stopped in the middle of the stage, facing towards the four judges.

There were two scoring for the competition, the four judges would give 40 points, both on and off site audience would give 20 points.

In the end, the scores would decide the winner, and seven best designers would participate in the next competition, the rest would be eliminated.

“The dress looks good, I'm giving 9 points.”

The first judge scored it.

The second judge looked at the dress and said, “The result looks good, but it doesn't match the design style this time, it drifted quite far away. I'll just give 7 points.”

The third judge, “Even if I don't know what the reason is, the color seems like it had just been dyed and it's too random. But I can see the designer's talent, thus for the final score, I'm giving 8 points.”

The three judges had given their scores, only the last judges, Ernest, had yet to give his score.

Designers, who were watching from the backstage, discussed in whispers.

“Mr. Hawkins only gave 7 points for all the previous designs, without any exception, Florence this last one must be 7 points too.”

“Yeah, it's 31 points in total, three points away from the first place, Isabel, Florence can easily get eliminated.”

Even if it's just a 3 points difference, but the high ranking designers only got 1 or 2 points difference at max.

There should be not much difference in the 20 points from off-site audience, Florence had yet to have fans, and the probability of her getting eliminated became higher.

Almost everyone had guessed the result in their hearts.