Chapter 427 Special Guest
Phoenix slipped into her daring deep-V dress, stepped into her high heels, and strutted into the venue with her head held high. The dress was bold and sexy, with a plunging neckline that nearly reached her waist, showcasing her smooth skin and stunning curves. She instantly drew the attention of everyone around her.
"Who is that? That dress is gorgeous!"
"Oh my God, her figure is incredible! She could be a model!"
"The design of that dress is so unique, it really brings out her charisma!"
"Strange, that dress..."
Phoenix only heard the compliments, subconsciously ignoring the faint voice at the end. She felt immensely proud, almost like she was the center of attention.
'Today's winner is definitely going to be me,' Phoenix thought to herself, already picturing herself on the winner's podium.
Just then, Jack walked over. His gaze casually swept across her chest, and suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.
Between Phoenix's breasts, a conspicuous red mole caught his eye. Jack's steps faltered, and his expression became complicated. Memories flashed through his mind—someone impersonating Scarlett, the faint sense of familiarity, and that red mole.
"So it's you!" Jack muttered under his breath.
Phoenix noticed his gaze and felt a slight tension, but she quickly regained her composure. She smiled and approached him, her voice sweet and charming. "Uncle Jack, you're here too? Did Aunt Scarlett come?"
Jack looked at her coldly. "Phoenix, you really know how to put on a show."
Phoenix's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly feigned innocence. "Uncle Jack, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"You put on quite the act. But that red mole gave you away." Jack smirked.
Phoenix's face turned pale instantly. She instinctively covered her chest with her hand, a flicker of panic in her eyes. "What are you talking about? I don't understand!"
"Phoenix, you might fool others, but you can't fool me. I'm very familiar with your body."
Phoenix was so overwhelmed by his presence that she took a step back, her mind in turmoil. But she quickly realized that since she had been exposed, there was no point in pretending anymore. She bit her lip, deciding to negotiate for her own benefit.
"Uncle Jack, since you already know, there's no point in pretending." Phoenix lifted her head, a hint of defiance in her eyes. "If this gets out, it won't do you any good. The Russell family's reputation is already bad enough; it can't handle another scandal."
Jack narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low tone. "Are you threatening me?"
Phoenix chuckled, her voice seductive. "Uncle Jack, how could I dare threaten you? I just think we can both benefit. For example, you help me win, and I keep your secret. How about that?"
Jack looked at her coldly, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust. "Phoenix, you really are insatiable."
Phoenix didn't mind. She moved closer to him, her voice even more alluring. "Uncle Jack, you know how important this competition is to me. If you help me, I promise I won't cause you any more trouble."
Jack paused, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He was about to speak when Phoenix's gaze shifted over his shoulder to a figure in the distance.
"Emma?" Phoenix was taken aback. "What's she doing here? She didn't even qualify to compete."
Jack followed her gaze and saw Emma standing not far away, wearing a simple yet elegant dress, a serene smile on her face as if she had everything under control.
Phoenix sneered and walked toward Emma. "Well, if it isn't Emma. Are you here to compete? But I don't remember seeing your name on the list."
Emma looked up, her gaze calm, a faint smile on her lips. "Phoenix, just because my name isn't on the list doesn't mean I don't belong here."
Phoenix scoffed. "Are you kidding me, Emma? Who do you think you are? If you're not competing, what are you doing here?"
"You'll see soon enough."
Phoenix couldn't argue, feeling a bit annoyed. But before she could say anything else, the host took the stage and announced the start of the competition.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the International Fashion Design Competition! Today, we not only have talented designers from around the world, but we also have a special guest—Isabella Taylor, the chief designer of the top international brand Miss Lady! Let's give her a warm welcome!"
As the host finished speaking, thunderous applause filled the room. All eyes turned to the special guest seat, where Emma stood up gracefully, smiling and nodding to the crowd.
"Oh my God, Emma is Isabella! No wonder she has a special seat!"
"Isabella is a legend in the international design world! Her work is renowned globally!"
"I can't believe she's so young and so elegant. It's truly impressive!"
The surrounding praise was endless, but Phoenix's face grew darker. She stared at Emma, filled with jealousy and anger.
Phoenix gritted her teeth. "It's just an empty title—nothing special!"
But despite trying to comfort herself, seeing Emma in the special guest seat, surrounded by admiration and praise, still stung. "Emma, you just wait," Phoenix vowed silently. "I'll make sure you know that I'm the real star of this competition!"
At that moment, the host announced the start of the competition, and the contestants began to take the stage one by one. Phoenix took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and walked confidently onto the stage.
She stood proudly, expecting the audience's scrutiny and admiration.
However, she noticed that everyone's attention remained on Emma. Many designers even approached Emma respectfully to seek her design insights.
"Ms. Taylor, I'm a huge fan! Your designs have always been my inspiration!"
"Ms. Taylor, it's such an honor to meet you here! What do you think of the entries in this competition?"
Emma conversed with everyone with a smile, her demeanor elegant and her words graceful, as if she were born to be the center of attention.
Phoenix watched this scene, her heart filled with discontent and jealousy.
She thought, 'Emma, just you wait. The higher you stand now, the harder you'll fall later!'
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