Female Novel
Chapter 103
Chapter 103
A chill ran down Gwen’s spine. She started to worry for Caroline.
However, Caroline seemed as if she were unaware of the predicament she was in. Her tone was relaxe
d and sincere when she said. “Of course, I’m happy that she’s won with the skills she has.”
The smile on Layla’s face faltered. Nobody besides herself knew exactly how she’d gotten first place.
After hearing what Caroline said, the crowd started applauding once again.
The way she spoke was sincere and magnanimous. Compared to Layla, Caroline was straightforward
and big–hearted. Naturally, she deserved some praise and respect from them.
After giving out the awards, the top live contestants
and the CEOs of the sponsoring brands took a group photo together.
Layla Intentionally waved the trophy in her hands beside Caroline to irk her. Her efforts were in vain be
cause Caroline wasn’t affected in the least and simply looked at the camera.
Multiple clicks sounded from the camera. The photographer took a great many shots in a row. After the
photography session, everyone else started leaving the stage.
Layla called Caroline to stop, and the latter turned around.
Pushing her wheelchair to move in Caroline’s direction, Layla looked up at her and said, “I told you. Th
e one who has the last laugh is the
true winner. And you, Caroline, have lost.”
Caroline glanced at the trophy on Layla’s lap and bent to whisper into her ear. “Layla, you and I both kn
ow your skills. You might’ve succeeded in fooling the others, but it doesn’t work on me.”
When they were young, Caroline had always done Layla’s homework for art class for her.novelbin
Sure, Layla could claim that she’d now taken away the glory that was supposed to be Caroline’s.
No matter what, Caroline was the only one who knew how much effort she’d put
in to become an eligible wife for Eddy. She couldn’t even count the number of times her fingers had pe
eled off and bled after practicing the piano for too long.
The higher one climbed without proper effort, the harder one would fall.
Layla paled at Caroline’s words, and she tried to stay calm by taking deep breaths.
A moment later, she sneered. “You might think that I’m not good enough, but the judges think I’m fine.
What can you do to change that? It’s like you and Eddy. You like him so much, but I’m the one he loves
.”
Caroline shook her head
slowly. She failed to understand why Layla still thought she could provoke her by putting Eddy in the pic
ture. She would have succeeded in the past, but it was simply impossible now.
“Yeah, yeah. He loves you so much that he’d die for you. He shows his love for you by wanting to marr
y you and letting you get run over by a car the next day.” Although Caroline spoke slowly, her voice was
bright and clear.
It angered Layla even more. If it hadn’t been for the people around them, she would’ve strangled Caroli
ne to death. 1
With heightened spirits, Caroline walked down from the stage. Gwen approached her and peeked at La
yla, who was behind her. “What did
you two talk about?”
“Nothing much,” said Caroline casually as she passed her trophy to Gwen. “Is this pretty?”
Gwen took the trophy from Caroline and mumbled, “Yeah, it is,
but it’s a shame that Layla got first place. Even someone with her skills could win the contest. There’s d
efinitely something fishy going on behind this.”
Still, Caroline didn’t seem to be bothered at all. “These brands might have nothing to do with the Morris
ons, but no one in Easton would risk offending them. All Layla needed to do was make a call, and she
would have easily gotten first place.”
Regardless, Gwen was still immensely upset. “It’s so unfair. You should be the one to win this contest.”
A soft smile appeared on Caroline’s lips, and she took out her phone to message Kirk. She wanted to
know when he’d come back.
She clicked on the notification entitled “Novitius Contest Champlon Announced.” The post was publishe
d on its official page, and it shared the top five winners‘ designs with the public.
Caroline scanned through the post, and her gaze fell on the design in the center of the compilation of d
esigns. It was the first design she’d come up with and the name at the bottom of the picture was none o
ther than “Layla Evans.”