"Michelle, you're too arrogant. Your creations, apart from being made with the finest essential oils, don't have any particularly outstanding features! Over the many sessions, you seem to have been circling around the theme of 'nobility'! You must have forgotten your original intention by now!
Actually, every time at the international competition, when I see you, I always have great expectations for you, yet, in reality, you disappoint me once again.
I think you need to go back and take a good look at your previous works."
Michelle's face turned red with embarrassment, and she clenched her teeth in anger, still unconvinced in her heart.
Over the years, hasn't she been thinking about improving herself, about breaking through?
And the result? She should look at her previous works—what kind of nonsense is that?
What's even more infuriating is that she actually lost to Juliana Vanderbilt?!
"Can I at least see Rosanna's work to be convinced?"
"Of course not!"