The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 472

If Meredith's design was good, then the design that Tina presented this time was stunning.

Tina designed a western-style retro dress in a bold color combination of red, black, and yellow, cleverly

complementing the white skin advantage of the westerners. The intricate but not cumbersome lace

decoration design as well as the gorgeous atmosphere that the whole picture presented impressed

people.

In just a few hours, she created a perfect design that gave people the feeling of seeing a medieval oil

painting.

The moment Meredith saw Tina's work, she knew she had lost.

Her design concept may not be bad, but her degree of completion was limited. In contrast, Tina's

details were impeccable.

Soon, the judges gave their opinions, and everyone agreed that Tina was the winner.

When Horton saw this, he came over with satisfaction. "Miss Mason, in this fair competition, you lost to

Tina who is not as good as Judy. Are you convinced?"

Meredith found those words very strange.

If she lost, she wouldn't make excuses. Her skills were inferior, but the Horton Family always tried to

discredit her, which made her unhappy.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Horton. There's something wrong in the company. We need to go back as soon as

possible."

Seeing this, Derek said that and took Meredith out.

He didn't care how the others whispered behind him.

Meredith struggled for a while. "If you do this, we don't know what they will say."

"If you don't leave, it will only make things worse."

Derek looked unhappy.

Just now, the Horton was clearly here to set a trap. If Meredith said that she was not convinced of

losing, she would be said to be a sore loser. If she said that she was convinced of losing, then just as

said by Horton, even Tina, who was not as good as Judy, could win Meredith on the spot. That meant

she would only be criticized for winning with dishonorable connections in the past.

No matter how to deal with it, she would only be criticized.

They might as well just leave. Anyway, they didn't have to show respect for the Horton Family.

Meredith understood what he meant, but felt more guilty. Derek pushed himself out of the way to take

the blame and put her behind him.

"I'm not as competent as she this time. I'm sorry."

Meredith was upset.

If she hadn't blindly proposed a competition, it wouldn't have been this awkward situation.

Derek shook his head, reached out and rubbed Meredith's head, messing up her long, silky hair. "No,

they obviously planned this."

Tina's expression was very strange from the beginning, plus her half-hearted performance during the

competition. In any case, the highly completed design did not look like it was drawn by her.

"But... this is indeed a theme that was decided on the spot."

Meredith couldn't figure out what was going on either. At this moment, she suddenly remembered the

girl named Rosentti she saw today. "When you came to me today, didn't you ask me what was wrong? I

actually saw a strange person." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Oh? What's so strange about it?"

"I saw a foreign girl trying to break in outside, so I went to see what was going on. Then, a woman who

looked like her family came and told her that it was useless to look at those works. They were already

other people's things."

"Also, that girl looks a little strange. Although she's pretty, she seemed unable to speak. Her look at

people was also a little strange."

Derek frowned. He had been checking whether Tina's works were ghosted. With the power of the

Horton family, it wasn't hard to do this, but he couldn't find out who it was.

Hearing Meredith's description, it suddenly dawned on him.

He was looking for designers that the Horton Family had come into contact with. But according to what

Meredith had said, that girl was probably not a professional designer at all.

"What does she look like? What's she wearing?"

Derek asked about the girl's information carefully and then called Damian.

"Find a foreigner named Rosentti, quickly."

Derek rubbed his brows. Seeing him like this, Meredith could not help but comfort him. "There are so

many people. How can it be so easy to find her..."

Derek shook his head but said nothing.

What he was worried about now was that the Horton family would continue to make a fuss about

Meredith's loss. On the surface, it was a loss in a competition.But it was unclear how they would use

public opinion to attack her and raise Tina's status.

After all, Tina had yet to gain a foothold. If she wanted to marry without being looked down upon by his

husband, she had to have a good reputation.

Meredith looked at Derek's grim expression and realized something.

At this moment, the phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Meredith picked it up and a reporter's anxious voice came from inside.

"Miss Mason, I heard that you used the power of the Xavier Group to deliberately manipulate the

competition and beat Miss Judy of the Horton family. Is this true?"

"I heard that you have an ambiguous relationship with Mr. Xavier, Derek. Is that how you got to your

current position?"

"Do you have anything to do with Easton from the Xaviers?"

"These bastards, damn it!"

Without thinking, Derek snatched Meredith's phone and turned it off.

He didn't expect the Horton family to move so fast. As soon as the competition was over, the reporters

were arranged. This was bound to use Meredith as a stepping stone for Tina's promotion.

But...

It was really bold of them to do such a thing in front of him and to pin all the shameful things in their

family on Meredith.

"They..."

Meredith's face was a little pale. What the reporter said just now reminded her of the feeling she felt

when she was framed as the hit-and-run murderer.

Knowing that she didn't do it herself was useless. The public opinion had been manipulated by others,

and no one would believe her.

For a moment, she was actually flustered.

Derek saw Meredith looked awful and he grabbed her hand. The cold touch made him frown

uncontrollably.

She, as expected, was not so strong, and would still be afraid of such injustice.

Gently pulling the slightly absent-minded woman into her arms, Derek's steady voice sounded in

Meredith's ear. "It's not your fault, it's just that they had set a trap from the start and waited for you to

fall in. Don't worry, I won't let them succeed."

"This time, no one can wrongly accuse you again."

Feeling the warmth surrounding her and the familiar smell, Meredith's nerves seemed to have been

steadied.

It had to be said that the man's words had a calming effect as a pill.

Without her knowing, it calmed her down.