I couldn''t wait to start working. I starteding up with ideas for my design for thepetition.


    All sorts of designs emerged in my mind, and I started drawing what I visualized. Soon, the draft of a one-of-a-kind evening gown wasplete.


    The dress was long and ck, and its hem was designed like the petals of a flower in bloom. Embedded in the folds of the dress were countless diamonds that shimmered in the light.


    The corners of my lips tilted into a satisfied smile as I gazed upon my product.


    ...


    Time flew, and thepetition was just around the corner. After putting on makeup, I put on the evening gown that I painstakingly made.


    It gave others a modern vibe due to its tight-fitting cut that emphasized the body of the person who wore it. The skirt of the dress glittered with metallic ornaments, making me look cooler than before.


    My lips were rosy red today and, coupled with the dress, made me stand out even more. I wanted to astonish every single person in the country today.


    The site of thepetition was packed with people who were all experts and professionals in the field of fashion. All of them were eyeing for the ce of the champion.


    When I scanned my surroundings, I saw many familiar faces.


    I saw Queenie Wood, an old acquaintance who was materialistic and liked badmouthing others. There was also Lilian Olson, who started her own clothing store. She had several models working under her, and they were quite popr in the fashion circle. Ethan''s cousin, Penny Grayson, was also present. She had lived abroad since she was young and received the best education in the fashion field abroad.


    She caught everyone''s eyes in her ming red gown and expensive jewelry. She was currently ncing around. When she saw me, she smiled and walked over to me.


    "Evelyn, I never thought you''de," she said. "Were things so bad in Lendora that you had to return?"


    I knew she was being sarcastic and was hinting at the matter regarding me and Ethan. I left Lendora in a hurry, after all. The Graysons probably thought I was running away.


    "Yeah. I never thought we''d see each other here," I said with a smile. "Things were good in Lendora, but I felt likeing home to expand my business. I appreciate your concern, though."


    I continued, "Why did youe back? Why didn''t you stay abroad and enjoy life as is? It''s an honor for measly beings like us to have you here today."


    Penny''s expression shifted instantly.


    She snorted in disdain and said, "Of


    course, I''m here to showcase my talent. Not everyone likes climbing thedder by offering themselves up to others like what you did with


    Ethan."0  t


    I inhaled deeply. "I''ve always proven. my worth in everything I do. We''ll


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    decide if either of us is betterthan the other."


    Despite my words, I secretly told myself that I had to win. By then, Penny would return abroad and tell Ethan about my achievements here in the country. Penny sneered. "Very well! I''d like to see just how good you are!"


    Without another word, she turned and stormed off, her heels clicking against the floor. I watched her leave in silence, finding her funny.


    Thepetitionmenced, and thepetitors went up the stage to present their work to the audience and judges.


    Queenie''s design was much too avant-garde. It was obvious that she tried something new to get the people''s attention.


    The judges, however, sighed and shook their heads in dissatisfaction at her work. Lilian''s work was fairly well made, but itcked the element of surprise and creativity. It was hard for her to stand out among the otherpetitors.


    When it was Penny''s turn, her model walked on the stage in a ck evening dress that had ck feathers lining its hem.


    Praises could be heard from the crowd. Obviously, her design had gained the approval of many.


    I saw Penny ncing around. Her gaze stopped on me, and she smirked, confident that she would be the winner.


    Finally, the host announced my name and my design.


    "Evelyn Wiley and her work entitled ''ck Swan"!"


    I walked onto the stage with my head held high, my model following right behind me in the evening gown I designed.


    Silence nketed the site for a brief moment before the crowd inhaled sharply at my work. The judges couldn''t tear their eyes away from my piece of art. "This is extraordinary!" I heard someone say.


    "Look at the cut and the bold yet intricate details... this piece is a one-in-a-million!"


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