After entering the backstage, the fifteenpetitors took out their essories and began to select the clothes on the coat racks.


    Savannah opened her minaudière and fetched out the essories she prepared. They were only simple hairpins and headbands, and she didn''t even wear earrings. She didn''t buy any expensive jewelry for thepetition. What''s more, she didn''t want the jewelry to rob the ce of the dress.


    Just then, she heard a cry of surprise.


    "Wow, Katrina, your ne is so beautiful!"


    Looking over, Savannah saw two girls standing in front of a dressing table, on which there was a glistering ne in an opened silk jewel box.


    "Is it a sapphire? It''s so big and amazing! The style looks new!" Anotherpetitor said admiringly.


    In a moment, most of thepetitors put down the clothes or essories in their hands and gathered around the beautiful tall girl, Katrina Kaif.


    "Oh my god, it''s definitely a plus to have something so beautiful and eye-catching to go with your dress! Rest assured, you will certainly get through to the final!"


    "Katrinaes from a family of designers. Her parents and sister are all famous designers. To the final? She''s sure to win!" Another girl said.


    Though Savannah didn''t have any expensive jewelry like that, as a designer, she was familiar with thetest trend, and she saw that the ne was thetest style of a European brand.


    It seemed to be subject to avability, difficult to buy formon people.


    With such a dazzling ne as an essory, it was really easy to get the jury''s attention and added her chances of winning the prize.


    However, such brilliant jewelry was so attractive that judges might focus on it rather than the coordination of the clothes. It was not necessarily a good thing.


    Allpetitors knew it well, but no one mentioned this point in front of Katrina. Probably because of her family background, no one dared to offend her while they were jealous of her.


    Katrina was used to people''s praise and admiration. With a satisfied smile, she tossed her head haughtily.


    Then her gaze fell on Savannah, one of the few who didn''t pay attention to her.


    "You tter me," Katrina smiled softly, "it''s a costume designpetition, and what we should focus on is the gowns, not jewelry. What''s more, we have so many greatpetitors in the semi-final round that I might not even get into the top three."


    Following her gaze, those gathered around her looked over and saw Savannah. The organizer had made public the participants'' key information, including graduated school and experience. The young woman called Savannah Schultz had been learning design in Italy, and she returned home to participate in the designpetition. Though she had not graduated from college, it was said that her school disys were favorably reviewed by the local designers. Many of thepetitors had seen the drawings Savannah submitted in the open auditions. The costumes she designed were unique in pattern and style, following the current trend in design.


    It was said that she was working in the design department of Zagreb Film, a professional productionpany in LA, and had participated in the costume design work of My Girl, a new web series. She did notck experience.


    What''s more, she used to be a still model. That was to say,pared with ordinary designers, she was more outstanding in terms of figure, manner, and temperament and knew how to show herself with the dress she chose.


    This girl was a real dark horse, and she was, in truth, a strongpetitor to Katrina. There must be a hard fight between them for the first ce.


    The organizer had prepared hundreds and thousands of clothes for them to choose from. After a while, everyone made their choices and sessively entered the fitting rooms on both sides of therge dressing room backstage.


    Savannah chose a white and ck halter dress, picked out a scarf, and walked into a fitting room. When she got dressed, she walked out, bypassed the crowd, and stopped at the furthest mirror to arrange her hair.


    "Ah! Where''s my ne?" Someone gave a little exmation.


    Savannah looked over and saw Katrina, who had changed into a morous dress, stood there with a pale face.


    "What''s the matter?" A field staff walked over.


    Severalpetitors came up and gathered around her.


    Katrina''s eyes turned red as she pointed to the opened empty silk jewel box on the dressing table in front of her.


    "I left my ne here before I went to choose my dress. When I went back, my ne was missing!"


    "Ah? How could that expensive ne be missing? You didn''t slip anywhere, did you?" A malepetitor asked in concern.


    Katrina shook her head as tears gathered in her eyes. "I just put it in the box and left."


    "Is it... stolen?" A femalepetitor screamed in a low voice and immediately covered her mouth.


    "Who''s the thief? No... Who would do such a thing?" The others began to whisper in surprise. But that ne couldn''t just disappear by itself. There must be someone who took it away.


    All thepetitors were busy with preparation just now, and no one noticed who had touched Katrina''s ne. People were moving busily in and out. Anyone passing by had a chance to take the ne away.


    For privacy protection, there were no monitoring cameras in therge dressing room. Two security staff came and signaled for quiet.


    "Miss Kaif''s jewelry is expensive. Somebody''s suspect of theft, so we have to have a search." One of the security staff said tly.


    Though amazed and humiliated, all thepetitors lined up as required, waiting for their searching, and nobody dared to say no.


    Savannah stood there quietly too.


    More security staff came and began searching eachpetitor''s handbags, their changed clothes, and used fitting rooms.


    Suddenly, a staff shouted as he lifted the curtain of a fitting room holding a glittering ne. "Is this yours?"


    Katrina turned about and ran over, took it, and eximed with joy, "Yeah! It''s mine!"


    Savannah immediately knitted her brows. The fitting room from which the security staff walked out was the one she had used!


    Why was Katrina''s ne found in it?


    Instantly, all people''s eyes full of suspicion and conjecture fell on Savannah!