Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Maybe the world wasn't ready for such bold and innovative designs at that time. The designs ended up as hidden gems, unnoticed and unappreciated. By a twist of fate, one such portfolio fell into Lisa's hands. She felt incredibly lucky to have it. With this treasure trove of creativity, she was fearless about entering any high-end design competition. It gave her the confidence to sign up without a second thought.

The stars seemed to align, as even the competition theme matched her designs perfectly. Maybe just maybe this was her chance to bring home the Luminous Creation Award. She could already picture herself crushing Chloe and coming out on top.

After a grueling 48 hours, the designs from nearly a hundred designers were finally complete. Next up was drawing lots to decide the order in which the models would showcase the creations. Lisa drew number 2, while Chloe drew number 22.

Before the showcase began, everyone took their pieces backstage, where their designated models were already waiting. All the designers gathered together, finally getting a glimpse of each other's work. Lisa's design caused quite a stir the moment it was unveiled. Among these seasoned designers, it was clear at a glance who was good and who was exceptional.

Lisa was a newcomer making her debut in this prestigious competition and had created something truly stunning. Her design was exquisite, a masterpiece that took everyone's breath away. The lines, the colors, the intricate details-everything was perfect. Other designers gathered around, their eyes filled with admiration. Many didn't hold back on their compliments.

Lisa felt a surge of pride. Her moment had finally arrived. She maneuvered through the crowd, heading straight for Chloe.

To her surprise, Chloe also had a crowd around her, with people murmuring in awe. Lisa had been confident that her design would outshine Chloe's. But when she saw Chloe's creation, she was floored.

Chloe had crafted a floor-length

gown that was nothing short of a marvel. The entire surface was covered in fine sand, embedded with countless tiny crystals. From every angle, it sparkled brilliantly. The gown was shaped like an hourglass, with the front hem just reaching the thighs, while the tail flowed out like the sands of a desert. The dazzling play of light, the flowing colors-it was a masterpiece from every perspective.

Lisa couldn't fathom how Chloe had turned ordinary sand into such a breathtakingly beautiful dress. She felt a pang of insecurity but masked it with a scoff, muttering, "Just a spectacle!" before returning to her spot.

The showcase was about to begin, and this time it was being broadcasted globally. The Paris Fashion Show was like the Oscars of the fashion world, attracting

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competition started, millions had already tuned into the live stream. Comments in various languages flooded the chat. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

In addition to the global audience, many VIPs were there in person. These were the crème de la crème of the luxury world. Among them, a young, clean-faced individual sat in the front row at the best spot. As he flipped through the list of designers, his face lit up with a smile when he saw Chloe's name, revealing a charming dimple.