The Princess and the Paupers

Chapter 706
Isabella bowed deeply in the direction Arabella had left, feeling somewhat guilty as she picked up the microphone, “I apologize,
Queen Abby. I was ignorant and offended you. Your revision was indeed good. My failing to give it a nine was my own fault.”
Arabella returned to her seat, her bright eyes on Isabella. Her voice carried through the microphone to everyone’s ears, “On this
stage, the judges don’t look at your nationality or your connections. They look at your work. You’ll score high if you design
something that catches the eye.”
She sat in the judge’s seat, holding herself to professional standards, refusing to let personal vendettas affect her judgment.
Arabella continued, “Just focus on the competition. There are still two rounds to go. Everything’s still up for grabs.”
Arabella’s magnanimity left the audience amazed, and they burst into applause. She didn’t use this opportunity to disqualify
Isabella, nor did she show any sign of anger.
The backstage crew collectively sighed in relief.
Isabella couldn’t help but bow to Arabella again in gratitude.
After the first round of elimination, only nine contestants made it to the second round.
The task for the second round was to design the most beautiful wedding dress for the most important person in life. This could
be oneself or a loved one. They had sixty minutes.
An image of a person popped into Molly’s mind. This person was so beautiful that no wedding dress seemed good enough for
her.
As everyone else busied themselves with their designs, Molly’s gaze landed on Arabella, not far away.
“Bella, you handled that really well.” Hans turned to Arabella, impressed by how she had grown and how easily she dealt with
such a difficult situation. Arabella smiled at Hans, “No biggie.” She was used to dealing with unexpected incidents like this.
But why was Molly staring at her? Was she planning to design a wedding dress for her?
Molly mulled it over, eventually using several silver diamonds to create a stunning wedding gown. Sixty minutes flew by.

Nine designers stood on the stage with their creations, waiting for the verdict.
Arabella picked up the microphone, offering her comments one by one.
“Contestant number nine, your design isn’t bad, but it would make the average person look like a curtain. It needs a really
beautiful person to pull it off.” Everyone took a closer look and had to agree. It did look like a curtain.
Arabella continued, “The flowers that contestant number eight added to the hem of the dress make it look like a bedsheet.”
Again, everyone looked and had to agree.
Arabella’s straight–shooting comments had the audience in stitches, and they couldn’t help but applaud.