Forged My Marriage, Stole My Baby—Now I’m the Judge You Kneel To - Chapter 85: Chapter 85
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As soon as Vivian finished speaking, the entire venue erupted in uproar.
Aveline never imagined that Vivian would publicly expose her privacy in such a way.
But she knew this was a hurdle she had to face.
She was no longer the promising genius designer Aveline Hart from three years ago.
She was Autumn, an unknown left-handed designer.
Success was inherently a process of climbing toward the peak—lonely and full of setbacks. Since this was something she'd have to face eventually, she wouldn't retreat.
"I was originally a right-handed designer, but my hand had an accident, so I spent three years starting over. I didn't mention my past achievements because they're completely in the past. I believe I can create new success. I accept any doubts, investigations, and challenges—whether it's redesigning on the spot or any other method, I can do it!"
She spoke gently but firmly.
Vivian immediately demanded two drawing boards.
"Talk is cheap. Draw now!"
Then she watched as Aveline picked up her pen with her left hand, creating incredibly smooth lines.
As a designer herself, she naturally knew how much work it took to achieve such brushstrokes.
Vivian's face darkened, but she didn't question further.
The venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted in thunderous applause. Everyone was clapping for Aveline.
Not everyone could have the courage to start over after falling into despair.
Caspian spoke again: "Acknowledging others' excellence might not be easy, but Miss Vivian, I'm afraid that's a lesson you'll have to face."
The semi-final made Aveline a popular contestant.
The next final required turning the semi-final design into an actual garment.
After continuously selecting fabrics and making adjustments, Aveline finally finished.
But on the night before the final, negative news about her shot to the trending topics.
It directly accused her of being manipulated by Caspian and receiving unfair advantages.
Aveline's heart sank. This news could not only affect her competition but might even reach New York City.
If Sebastian saw it...
She never wanted to see that man again.
Just as Aveline was thinking about how to respond, all those trending topics suddenly disappeared.
Vivian recorded a video personally apologizing, admitting that everything was her jealous fabrication.
Lyra also called: "Autumn, don't worry. After my brother found out Vivian was behind it, he immediately pressured her family. To avoid massive business losses, Vivian had to admit her mistake. She's always liked my brother, but she'll never get her wish. Your excellence is what you deserve. Soar freely in tomorrow's final!"
On the day of the final, Aveline became the undisputed center of attention.
Not because of the fleeting scandal, but because of the T-shirt she designed.
She had several female audience members try it on. Whether they weighed 90 pounds or 140 pounds, they all looked uniquely stylish in the shirt.
Beautiful and comfortable.
This was a true one-size-fits-all.
This was the T-shirt everyone dreamed of.
The men in the audience looked envious, and Aveline had the illusion that even Caspian seemed quite envious.
She smiled and announced: "This series will have not only women's one-size-fits-all, but also plus sizes and men's versions..."
Amid cheers and applause, Aveline won the championship.
That evening, representatives from the Saintclair Group, the competition's sponsor, came backstage to discuss signing her as one of their designers.
Aveline was slightly stunned. As someone in the industry, she knew about many such unwritten rules.
Since she'd emerged from this competition, it made sense that the Saintclair Group would want to sign her to maximize benefits.
But she didn't want to sign. Like when she'd established her personal studio before, she preferred designing without constraints.
But thinking about how much Caspian had helped her, she felt somewhat hesitant.
Just then, Caspian appeared backstage: "Autumn won't be signing."
Aveline never imagined that Vivian would publicly expose her privacy in such a way.
But she knew this was a hurdle she had to face.
She was no longer the promising genius designer Aveline Hart from three years ago.
She was Autumn, an unknown left-handed designer.
Success was inherently a process of climbing toward the peak—lonely and full of setbacks. Since this was something she'd have to face eventually, she wouldn't retreat.
"I was originally a right-handed designer, but my hand had an accident, so I spent three years starting over. I didn't mention my past achievements because they're completely in the past. I believe I can create new success. I accept any doubts, investigations, and challenges—whether it's redesigning on the spot or any other method, I can do it!"
She spoke gently but firmly.
Vivian immediately demanded two drawing boards.
"Talk is cheap. Draw now!"
Then she watched as Aveline picked up her pen with her left hand, creating incredibly smooth lines.
As a designer herself, she naturally knew how much work it took to achieve such brushstrokes.
Vivian's face darkened, but she didn't question further.
The venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted in thunderous applause. Everyone was clapping for Aveline.
Not everyone could have the courage to start over after falling into despair.
Caspian spoke again: "Acknowledging others' excellence might not be easy, but Miss Vivian, I'm afraid that's a lesson you'll have to face."
The semi-final made Aveline a popular contestant.
The next final required turning the semi-final design into an actual garment.
After continuously selecting fabrics and making adjustments, Aveline finally finished.
But on the night before the final, negative news about her shot to the trending topics.
It directly accused her of being manipulated by Caspian and receiving unfair advantages.
Aveline's heart sank. This news could not only affect her competition but might even reach New York City.
If Sebastian saw it...
She never wanted to see that man again.
Just as Aveline was thinking about how to respond, all those trending topics suddenly disappeared.
Vivian recorded a video personally apologizing, admitting that everything was her jealous fabrication.
Lyra also called: "Autumn, don't worry. After my brother found out Vivian was behind it, he immediately pressured her family. To avoid massive business losses, Vivian had to admit her mistake. She's always liked my brother, but she'll never get her wish. Your excellence is what you deserve. Soar freely in tomorrow's final!"
On the day of the final, Aveline became the undisputed center of attention.
Not because of the fleeting scandal, but because of the T-shirt she designed.
She had several female audience members try it on. Whether they weighed 90 pounds or 140 pounds, they all looked uniquely stylish in the shirt.
Beautiful and comfortable.
This was a true one-size-fits-all.
This was the T-shirt everyone dreamed of.
The men in the audience looked envious, and Aveline had the illusion that even Caspian seemed quite envious.
She smiled and announced: "This series will have not only women's one-size-fits-all, but also plus sizes and men's versions..."
Amid cheers and applause, Aveline won the championship.
That evening, representatives from the Saintclair Group, the competition's sponsor, came backstage to discuss signing her as one of their designers.
Aveline was slightly stunned. As someone in the industry, she knew about many such unwritten rules.
Since she'd emerged from this competition, it made sense that the Saintclair Group would want to sign her to maximize benefits.
But she didn't want to sign. Like when she'd established her personal studio before, she preferred designing without constraints.
But thinking about how much Caspian had helped her, she felt somewhat hesitant.
Just then, Caspian appeared backstage: "Autumn won't be signing."
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