Charlotte, surprised at her outspokenness, was stunned and relieved. It seemed that Savannah really had no interest in Dn.


    "Are you done? Can I go now?" Savannah turned to leave without staying for an answer.


    "Wait a minute," Charlotte called her again.


    Savannah turned back and looked at her, a little impatient.


    "Even if you don''t like Dn, he never gives you up." Charlotte bit her lips.


    Savannah felt funny and annoyed. She was only able to keep her distance from that man, but she couldn''t decide how Dn treated her.


    What did Charlotte really want?


    "Miss Rowe, we haven''t seen each other for quite a while. Dn isn''t that into me as you thought." Savannah said slowly.


    "If Dn has given you up, how could he condescend toe here to help you out when knowing that you were going to be disqualified? Now you know why you are in the final? He threatened Elliott with his connections!" Charlotte''s voice was shaky with emotion.


    Savannah was quiet for a moment.


    Elliott changed her attitude and did not disqualify her because of Dn? Did hee in person?


    Charlotte paid close attention to Dn, and she would not make a mistake. Maybe that was the main reason she came to her today.


    These days, Dn kept his promise and never showed up. But it turned out that he still paid attention to her secretly.


    "So, Dn doesn''t seem to let you go." Charlotte continued, unaware of the slight change in her expression.


    "What do you want to say?" Savannah asked calmly.


    "Miss Schultz, if you really don''t have feelings for Dn and wants to break up with him, please don''t ept his help and let him know your decision. What''s more, I also hope that you''ll keep your promise and immediately leave after the contest. Don''te back again."


    That was really an unreadable demand. But Savannah just felt sorry for Charlotte, who was so humble in the rtionship with Dn.


    "You should have talked with Dn, not me," Savannah said, with no expression, "I also hope you can keep Dn''s mind on you and don''t bother me anymore."


    Yes, she would distance herself from Dn, but that''s what she wanted to do, not following anymand from others.


    Charlotte''s sweet,manding voice made her ufortable.


    "I''m gonna go." Savannah turned around and did not look back.


    ***


    Savannah went to the backstage with mixed feelings after the conversation with Charlotte.


    She felt like being watched by a pair of burning eyes secretly all the time. That was not afortable feeling.


    Without that man, she would have been disqualified in the second round and would now be notorious for theft.


    She didn''t know how he convinced Elliott. ording to his connections and power, it was not difficult for him to do anything.


    No wonder there was panic on Elliott''s face after she returned to the backstage that day. Dn must have threatened her with something she feared.


    Maybe it was also because of Dn that she got through to the final?


    Savannah walked onto the stage with otherpetitors with an unsettled mind.


    The final round officially began.


    It was divided into two parts. The first part was a review of their submissions after the semi-final. The second round was on-site production.


    As expected, Savannah got the highest score in the first part. She would win first if she did a good job in the second part.


    After a short break, the second part started.


    Now each of the five finalists stood in front of a long table on which there was the clothing material decided by lot.


    What Savannah got was cotton fabric. The theme for the final tonight was "Youth."


    Although the cotton fabric was soft andfortable, it was so soft andck of hardness that it was difficult to make the design work fashion with this material.


    Savannah took a breath and put all her mind into the design on the spot.


    After a tight and closely-contested process, she finished the creation two minutes before the arrival of time.


    In front of a panel of judges, Savannah took a breath and put all her mind into the tightpetition. She concentrated on the garment making and finished it two minutes before the arrival of time.


    After the other four finalists introduced their original design, it was Savannah''s turn.


    "Miss Schultz, show us about your design." Profession Bowden said kindly.


    Savannah''s unique design and fluent cutting way just now impressed him a lot.


    She graciously picked up hertest work after a polite bow.


    It''s a cotton jumpsuit with apel cor, V-neck, and short sleeves. A tonal matching belt encircled the waist.


    She handed the jumpsuit to an assistant staff who helped to put it on the stic model in front of a panel of judges.


    The shoulder of the jumpsuit was padded by cardboard, which made up for the soft nature of the cotton fabric, while the lower smart trousers gave peculiar elegance.


    Several judges nodded approvingly.


    Elliott, who sat in the middle, still kept a straight face. But she knew that Savannah was the best among the five finalists today. Even though she was the chief judge of thepetition, she could not blindfold others.


    After a short discussion, the jury put their votes in the ballot box.


    The assistant staff checked the ticket and looked at the fivepetitors with a smile. Then he announced the result.


    "ording to theprehensive evaluation of ourpetitors, the winner of the Fashion Design Awards Competition this year is – Savannah Schultz! Congrattions!"


    Savannah''s heartbeat thick when she heard her name. Although she was confident, she didn''t believe she really took first ce.


    Then the second and third prize winner was announced.


    Katrina finished second. She pped together with the rest of thepetitors, but her smile was obviously reluctant.


    "Savannah, congrattions. Later, we have a formal award ceremony. The first prize for thepetition will be officially announced." Professor Bowden, as the representative of the jury, walked to Savannah and gave her his hand.