She glanced at Liana Adams, and asked, "Miss Adams, can you frame such a question? Isn't this competition about judging good and bad design?"
She gave a slight smile, unhurried and calm, her voice gentle yet cold.
"From a professional design perspective, your design can't be called design at all. Giving you a low score is my respect for design."
As her words fell, the meticulously made-up features of Liana Adams twisted instantly.
She gritted her teeth, stamped her high-heeled foot on the ground, her voice a little frantic and aggrieved.
"Charlotte Thompson, stop acting so high and mighty." She said bitterly, "Isn't it just because you know that I have some connection with Evelyn Curtis, you deliberately targeted me?"