Chapter 121 Push the Blame
The Popular Model Contest finally kicked off.
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The stage lit up bright, music blasted through the speakers, and the models walked out one after another with practiced confidence.
Gianna was slotted to go after Amelia, making her one of the last to appear.
Out of all the contestants, a few caught people’s eyes.
One was clearly a small–town newcomer–she had a sweet, natural vibe with just a hint of style.
Her walk was a little stiff, but you could see her potential.
Another had real experience; her steps were smooth and polished, every move clean and professional.
Then Amelia walked out. She wore a vintage–style evening dress, radiating classic grace.
It was her first time in this look, but she carried it perfectly.
The sleek gown, the off–shoulder neckline, her soft vintage curls, and the bold red lipstick–all of it radiated a graceful, timeless elegance.
Right away, Gianna’s “fairy princess” look faded into the background.
Her whole “fairy” look was definitely put together with care–from the airy chiffon dress to the dainty headpiece, the styling gave off a dreamy, otherworldly vibe and really did catch people’s
attention.
The problem was, even though the clothes were perfect, her eyes didn’t have any spark, and her face looked kind of stiff.
Even her runway walk was shaky and far from professional, and those little flaws kept her from really pulling off the lively, magical feel that the “fairy” theme needed.
That’s the thing–once you compare, the difference really shows.
When the judges scored, Amelia’s performance blew everyone away. She got praised by several of them and ended up way ahead of the rest.
Gianna, on the other hand, stared at her low score on the board, her face darkening.
It wasn’t just her–Maxwell, watching from backstage, looked just as upset.
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Chapter 121 Push the Blame
I can’t believe she ignored all the instructions I drilled into her.
Once she stepped on stage, she suddenly decided to use her own pace and expressions! Why?
She completely ruined the chance to show off my designs properly!
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And seeing Amelia act so professionally, like a real model, made it even harder to swallow.
She wasn’t even trained as a professional model, but she looks like she’d been doing this for years!
The crowd started buzzing, and the livestream chat blew up.
[Gianna’s dress is cute, but her walk is weak.]
[With that stiff posing, how is she even called a model? I swear I could do better.]
[She’s not a real model, just a rich girl riding family clout. Honestly, Zoe looks smoother than her.]
[Amelia is amazing–she could coast on looks alone, but she actually has skills too! I’m in love!]
Gianna’s fans refused to stay quiet. They jumped right in, fighting back.
[Stop hyping Amelia! She’s not even trained. She just has a little style, that’s all.]
[Exactly. Her stylist nailed the look. That’s all. It has nothing to do with skills. She probably bribed the judges!]
Hearing all this, Gianna burned with anger.
She bit her lip until it hurt, dug her nails into her palms, and swore to herself, Just wait. That bitch won’t be smiling for long!
There are still two more rounds. I can definitely turn it around.
Backstage, Maxwell pulled her aside immediately.
“Gianna, what the hell was that? Didn’t I tell you to follow what I told you? Why did you change everything at the last second?”
If she weren’t his precious sister, he probably would’ve snapped and thrown something by now.
Her overdone walk and forced expressions were nothing like the graceful “fairy princess” vibe he had planned.
Gianna’s eyes filled with tears, playing the victim.
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