Chapter 157 Steven Saw It
"I want to tell you all that society is far more tolerant than you can imagine. And I also ask people in society not to treat these girls differently because of their physical reasons. They are kind, friendly, and they deserve all the good in the world. Thank you."
After Abigail finished speaking, she bowed deeply, and the applause from the audience below lasted for a long time, as if her words had touched them.
"Now, I announce that the first-place designer of this competition is number 16, Abigail!"
Many audience members spontaneously stood up and applauded vigorously.
"Abigail! Abigail! Abigail!"
"You are truly deserving of first place!"
Ava walked up to her and hugged her willingly. "Thank you for giving me courage and hope..."
"You are cool and beautiful." Abigail hugged her sincerely. "You can definitely shine brightly."
Ava smiled through her tears. "You can also become an excellent designer, I believe in you."
"Thank you."
After leaving the stage, Abigail hadn't even reached the rest area when she was surrounded by a group of people.
"Abigail, hello, may I ask where you currently work? I am the manager of YC Fashion Company, and I sincerely invite you to be a design mentor at our company with a monthly salary of 50,000..."
"Abigail, I am the vice president of IY Fashion Company, and I would like to invite you to work at our company with a monthly salary of 100,000, three days off per week, and 30 days of annual leave. The year-end bonus is double the monthly salary."
"Abigail, hello, I am the leader of the TYZY Fashion Company, and I would like to invite you to be the head of the design department at our company with a monthly salary of 150,000..."
...
As Abigail listened to the salaries offered by these companies, one higher than the other, she was stunned, but she politely declined one after another while shaking her hands.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I already have a job and am not considering changing jobs at the moment, thank you..."
"If you are not satisfied with our salary package, we can discuss it with Mr. Bourbon from the Public Relations Department and provide you with a better offer..."
"Abigail, here is my business card, please give me a call after you have made your decision."
Abigail was forced to accept more than a dozen business cards.
Meanwhile, Abella followed them from a distance. At this moment, she no longer needed the title of champion.
As she watched Abigail shining brightly, a soft light appeared in her eyes.
Just then, her phone rang.
"Boss, last night, our brothers beat up those twenty-something brats all night, finally subdued them!"
"It was Blair Parsons from the Parsons family who ordered them to do so, saying that it would seriously injure you and prevent you from participating in the competition."
"Boss, you're at such a position, why are you still participating in a competition?"
Sam clearly didn't understand.
"Understood."
After ending the call, Abella's eyes turned cold.
Abigail finally sent away a wave of people.
She quickly grabbed Abella's arm and said, "It's terrifying, Abella. After changing clothes, let me treat you to a meal. You are the biggest contributor for winning first place! I must treat you to this meal!"
Abigail knew in her heart that it was because of Abella's help that her work was able to shine. Otherwise, she would always be the ordinary little designer at the bottom.
At this moment, only Blair Parsons and the third and fourth designers were left in the A resting area. The other eliminated contestants had already left.
"These useless people, why don't they just die? How dare they continue living in this world?" Blair Parsons finished slapping the fourth designer and suddenly heard Abigail's voice from outside.
"I wanted to treat you to a meal yesterday but it didn't happen, and now you're injured..." Abigail felt extremely guilty and walked beside Abella, saying, "I must treat you today..."
"What's the big deal about winning first place?" Blair Parsons rolled her eyes and sarcastically remarked upon seeing Abigail enter, "You still want to treat her to a meal? Do you even have money? Just look at your poor appearance..."
Before Blair Parsons could finish her spiteful remarks, her face was suddenly slapped hard.
Before anyone could react, Abella kicked her and sent her crashing into a corner, then she picked Blair Parsons up like a little chicken and rudely threw her onto a chair.
Over a dozen chairs toppled over and made a loud noise.
"Are you insane, Abella?" Blair Parsons couldn't believe this dead brat had the audacity to hit her in the competition resting area. Before she could get up, Abella beat her up again.
Abigail watched in shock, what was going on? Did Blair Parsons insult her and Abella couldn't stand it, so she beat her up?
Abella was really loyal.
*sobs* So touched.
"You, you've had enough..." Blair Parsons said, her face swollen from the beatings, "I-I will call the police..."
"Well done!" The third and fourth designers simultaneously took off their competition badges from their necks and aggressively threw them onto Blair Parsons.
"I've had enough of you stupid thing!" The third designer suddenly approached and kicked Blair Parsons.
The fourth designer also stomped on Blair Parsons a few times, saying, "I quit! I won't look at your face anymore!"
"You, you all..." Blair Parsons was furious.
Steven Bass left the judging seat and rejected anyone who tried to get close to him, asking the nearby staff, "Where is Abella?"
"She should be in the A resting area."
Steven Bass took a long step and walked towards the A resting area.
A few staff members whispered to each other.
"Mr. Bass seems to really be interested in that assistant, number 16..."
"He's so infatuated, asking about her even after the competition."
"Do you think that?"
"Will this little assistant fly onto the branch and become a phoenix?"
...
Abella kicked Blair Parsons into the corner with one kick. "Was it you who did it last night?"
Upon hearing this, Abigail roughly understood what had happened. "Did she hire someone to attack us last night? Trying to prevent us from participating in the competition? Let me handle it..."
She rushed over, kicking and cursing at Blair Parsons. "You lunatic, watch me beat you to death!"
When Steven Bass arrived backstage, he happened to witness this scene. Abigail, the innocent and harmless designer number 16 in front of others, was now playing the role of a fierce and evil person, beating the person on the ground while muttering words.
"What business do you have coming at me alone? Why did you hurt Abella, and cause her hand to be injured!"
Steven Bass's eyes dimmed slightly. Did the girl on the ground really cause the injury on his sister's wrist?
"Twenty some thugs, you wish for us to die? You're truly insane!" Abigail straddled on top of Blair Parsons and struck her forcefully. "Those thugs even had sticks and knives. Do you know how we managed to come here last night?"
Steven Bass's eyes became even darker. Twenty some thugs, bullying two girls? And one of them was his sister!
"Stop, stop hitting..." Blair Parsons covered her face with both hands. Through the gaps, she seemed to see a savior. "Mr. Bass? Mr. Bass, please save me..."
Upon hearing the three words "Mr. Bass," everyone turned to the sound and saw Steven Bass standing at the door.
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