The ten of them introduced themselves one by one. Indeed, they were all big names in the fashion industry. Many were CEOs or chairpersons of large local companies in St. Sunday, while some were individual designers. Each of them held a significant reputation. Only such profiles could convince the crowd.
“May our contestants please come up on stage,” the host stepped back, freeing up the stage. However, not everyone had the courage to go up. After all, the challenge of being chosen as the number one beauty of St. Sunday was not a simple one, so most people were just there for the excitement. There weren’t many contestants.
As the host’s voice fell, Hanh stepped forward. Her steps were light, as if she was weightless, floating like a snowflake. A smug smile played on her face.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I am Hanh,” she greeted. “This outfit I’m wearing is called ‘SNIS’, designed by the internationally renowned designer, Michel. The material cost alone amounted to seven million, and the design fee was six million, totaling thirteen million. Every single thread of gold is real, and quite expensive. Enjoy.”
Hanh, dressed in a dress that shimmered with specks of starlight, twirled on stage. No doubt, the price was reflected in its beauty. It was dazzling, as if you were gazing at a starry night sky. Along with the luxurious makeup specifically applied for Hanh, she looked truly beautiful, sparking envy in the eyes of the women around.
“Quite beautiful, I give it eight points,” a woman nodded appreciatively.
“A masterpiece from Michel,” a designer said excitedly, “I’ve seen it once internationally. I didn’t expect to see it again. It’s truly beautiful. It makes you feel like you’re sinking into a galaxy. I give it nine points.”
The competition was scored out of ten. Eight and nine were very high scores. Of the nine points, Hanh’s own appearance accounted for two, and the rest was attributed to Michel’s masterpiece. After all, its value of thirteen million and Michel’s ability were well known.
“I give eight points.”
“Seven points.”
“Nine points.”
In the end, the ten judges gave Hanh a total of eighty-seven points.
“Eighty-seven points, that’s high,” someone said, “I remember that the highest score in the competition three years ago was only seventy-nine points for the St. Sunday Goddess. This is eight points higher!”
“Such a strong start, I don’t dare to follow,” another confessed.
“Such a beautiful woman, such a beautiful dress, I’m so envious,” a third voice chimed in.
The crowd was full of admiration. Eighty-seven points were the highest praise for apparel and appearance.
“May the next contestant please come up,” the host announced again.
At this point, Marry stepped forward. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress with a high slit, almost reaching her thigh. Her tall and slender figure, coupled with this dress, made her look even more attractive. This dress was not ordinary; it was different in many ways.
“Ladies and gentlemen, you may know me as Marry,” she began, “I’m just a small designer in St. Sunday. This dress took me three years to design. It uses a lace design and a nine-square layout to make people feel comfortable and intrigued at the same time…”
As a professional designer, she had a wealth of expert knowledge. However, she kept it simple and understandable. Most importantly, her figure was even better than Hanh’s, and she looked sexier. Unlike Hanh, this outfit was designed specifically for her, not someone else. It suited her figure perfectly, required no adjustments, and was designed specifically for her towering stature.
“Marry has such a great figure, she must be about 1. 75 meters tall. Those long legs are incredible, I can’t help but want to touch them.”
“What are you touching? You’re both women, touch your own.”
“I heard she’s quite arrogant, only designs clothes for rich young ladies.”
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However, her outfit and Marry’s tall figure were so outstanding that the judges all gave high scores.
“Eight points, nice dress, I can see you put your heart into it.”
“Seven points.”
“Eight points, I particularly appreciate your figure, you’ve done well in body management.”
“Six points.”
“Eight points.”
…
With the last scores given, Marry received a total of eighty-two points. Although lower than Hanh, this score was considered the top in past socialite gatherings. If it weren’t for Hanh, she might be the highest.
“Congratulations.”
Marry, who had stepped down, walked over to Hanh and congratulated her.
Despite scoring lower than Hanh, she still complimented her.
She wouldn’t dare offend Hanh.
This one was a rich young lady, and she was just a small designer.
“You’re not bad either.”
Hanh also laughed and replied.
They were both smart people.
Then, Hanh glanced towards the dressing room and sneered, “I can’t wait to see what kind of mess our little princess is in right now.”
“It won’t be long.”
Marry chimed in.
Indeed, it wasn’t long. In less than ten minutes, the scores of the remaining dozen or so people were completed. After all, not everyone had the courage to go up. Only then did the host announce, “Ladies and gentlemen, the competition is over. There were seventeen contestants in total. The highest score is Hanh’s, eighty-seven points, and the second highest is Marry’s, eighty-two points. Both are the most beautiful this year. If it were in previous years, both could become the Beauty of St. Sunday, but unfortunately, there can only be one this year, and that is Han…”
The host introduced with enthusiasm.
However, before the introduction was complete, a voice interrupted.
“Wait a minute, the competition is not over yet.”
Everyone looked and saw it was Hanh.
Stunned.
Wasn’t she the champion? How could the competition not be over?
“Miss Hanh, what’s the matter?” the host also asked.
“The competition is not over, there is someone else who wants to participate. Ladies and gentlemen, actually, one of my college classmates came to this socialite gathering today, and she is the most beautiful girl in our class. Even I am inferior to her. She came specifically to participate today, but she’s a bit shy. This one should be the true champion. Let’s watch her performance.”
Hanh spoke with special sentiment, as if Rosey Chambers truly was their friend.
At this moment, everyone’s attention was focused on the dressing room Hanh mentioned. Then, with a look from Hanh, two security guards came in, grabbed the door, and violently ripped it open.
“Ladies and gentlemen, our friend is a bit shy, so we use this method,” Hanh said.
Then. Bang. The door was ripped open.
Hanh looked inside excitedly, but the next second she froze.
Because a princess-like figure stepped out from inside, wearing a white dress without much decoration, only one or two small flowers, but it matched her angelic face.
A pair of big eyes seemed to contain a turquoise ocean. Her head was held high, allowing people to see her face.
Exquisite, or one could say flawless.
Her hair was draped back, blowing in the wind strand by strand. She stepped out gently, and then Rosey Chambers lifted her skirt, smiled sweetly at the security guards, and said, “Thank you.”
“…”
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
So beautiful.
So sweet.
Such a good temperament.
Heart-stirring.