Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 134

Chapter 134: Chapter 134

Summerfield Exhibition Centre.

This was where the annual Solterra Cup Garment Design Contest took place.

Rosemary parked her car in the lot outside the centre and headed for the front entrance to find Molly.

The centre was decked out with contest flags and banners, inside and out. It had the whole contest vibe going on.

There were a lot of contestants on that day, a bunch of journalists were waiting by the door, ready to snap a pic as soon as they spot a famous designer.

Molly was standing alone in a corner. As soon as she saw Rosemary, she waved, "Ms. Rose, over here!"

Rosemary walked over light–footed, exuding a cool aura, "Just call me Rosemary, I’m your assistant today."

"Okay." Molly nodded quickly. "Have you had breakfast?"

"Had it "

"Why haven’t you bandaged your hand?" Molly saw the bruise on her right wrist and quickly rummaged through her backpack, "Let me bandage that for you, I just bought some gauze and ointment on the way."

"No need."

Rosemary didn’t want to draw attention. There were cameras all over the contest venue on the day.

She didn’t want to be the center of attention.

Seeing that Rosemary didn’t intend to bandage her hand, Molly put away the gauze, revealing her own swollen hands.

"You didn’t apply enough medicine last night."

"Huh?" Molly didn’t expect her to notice at a glance. She quickly explained, "I almost ran out of ointment last night."

It took her a lot of effort to squeeze some out.

"But I just bought some new ones on the way, so if your hand hurts, you can tell me."

"Okay."

When they entered the main hall, Molly showed her successful registration text and got two contest cards.

She was designer number 16.

Rosemary was assistant number 16.

They got into the main venue smoothly with the cards.

That was Molly’s first time in a place like that, "So many people and it’s so pretty."

Rosemary glanced at the sign, "This way."

1–to–20 are in rest area A.

At that point, there were only a few designers and assistants in area A. As soon as Molly walked in, she heard someone calling her name.

"Molly? What are you doing here?!"

Molly looked at the direction of the voice, just as unhappy, "Myra?"

"Such a big shot for a poor girl daring to come to a place like this."

Myra, dressed in a fancy dress, walked up to Molly arrogantly, planning to pick a fight. But seeing Rosemary standing next to her, she could only awkwardly lower her raised

hand.

"You’re just here to lose!" Unable to touch them, Myra could only mock, "Don’t cry when you lose!"

"Pfft, the one who’ll be crying will be you." Molly gathered her courage and retorted, "Someone who doesn’t even understand design, how dare you participate in this

contest?"

"Me? Participate in this contest?" Myra laughed disdainfully, "Who told you I’m here to compete?"

"You’re not?" Molly looked at her, puzzled.

"Not everyone is as hardworking and striving as you. What you’re desperate for, is what I merely toss away casually."

"Why are you even here then?" Molly retorted.

"Recovered from your last injury yet?" Rosemary coldly reminded from the side. "No more pain?"

"You two!" Myra glared at them angrily, turned around and stormed off in a huff.

Several designers around were stunned What injury? What did they mean? Was Myra hurt by them last time?

Was it Molly and her assistant?

Oh my God

That’s some hot gossip!

Seeing Myra storm back to her seat, Designer One quickly made her a cup of coffee. "Miss, here’s your coffee."

"Hmm." Myra took a sip and then splashed the coffee on the designer’s clothes. "Are you trying to burn me?"

"I’m sorry." The designer was terrified, ignored his own burn and quickly apologized. "I forgot to warn you, it was made with boiling water." "Stay away from me!" Myra’s mood instantly worsened.

Designer Two quickly offered her some sweets. "Miss, would you like to have a bite? I heard sweets can lighten up your mood."

"Are you trying to make me nauseous or fat first thing in the morning? So, you can hook up with my boyfriend when I get ugly?"

Designer Two was quite frightened and quickly apologized. "Miss, you misunderstood, I didn’t mean it."

"What have you bought me, some cheap street food?" Myra glanced at the brand of the sweet, not recognizing the small local manufacturer, and yelled impatiently, "Get lost!"

"Miss, the competition hasn’t started yet. Shall I give you a shoulder massage?" Designer Three approached gently.

"You’re sensible!" Myra let her massage for a bit, then grew irritated again. "Didn’t you eat breakfast? Why is your massage so weak?"

Designer Three hurriedly increased her strength.

"Ah." Myra suddenly pushed her away.

Designer Three lost her balance and crashed into the wall, screaming in pain.

"Are you trying to kill me? You did that on purpose to make me mad! All of you, get out!"

Designer Four timidly approached with a small fan. "Miss, cool down a bit, it’s a bit hot here. Let me fan you."

"You want to mess up my hair with your fanning? Buzz off!" Myra looked at them unhappily, "If we don’t.make it to the top ten this time, or beat Molly, pack up and leave. The company doesn’t feed useless

people!"

"Yes, Miss." The four designers, although fuming inside, could only swallow their anger.

"I get it." Molly figured it out. "Even though this competition is for individual designers, many companies would require their designers to participate. If they don’t get a good ranking, they might get a pay cut,

or even fired."

Molly watched the situation and said to Rosemary, "Those.four designers work for the Cooper family’s fashion company. I bet they’re often bullied by Myra."

Myra was so arrogant, capricious and excessive!

"The competition is about to start." Rosemary said, not enjoying the gossip. "Rest here a bit, I’m going to the restroom."

"Me too." Molly didn’t want to watch Myra’s arrogant display, so she followed Rosemary,

Just as Rosemary came out of the restroom, someone called her name in surprise.

"Rosemary?"

Rosemary knew who it was as soon as she heard the voice. She didn’t even bother to look up, just finished washing her hands and was ready to leave.

"Yolanda, do you know her?" Designer Nine, who was with Yolanda, noticed the hostility in Yolanda’s eyes. It seemed that she not brily knew Rosemary, but also held a grudge against her.

"You made me lose face, are you happy now?" Yolanda blocked Rosemary’s way.

Rosemary looked at this clueless person and said nonchalantly, "Seeing you bouncing around here, I’m actually not happy. You don’t seem to have learned your lesson from last time."

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