However, the initial selection process had very little to do with Charlotte Thompson and the other judges.
Having read the script in advance, Charlotte knew that once the selection process ended, the remaining contestants would be divided into various groups. Each of the four judges would lead a group, and the final competition would take place after all the finished garments were completed.
But such an arrangement quite bothered Charlotte.
She really wasn’t good at these leadership tasks.
Charlotte couldn’t help but cast her eyes on the contestants on the stage.
Zoe Anne had already won the first round of competition, earning the right to choose first.
Perhaps because of the adulation from the crowd and her first-place standing, Zoe had a smug expression on her face.
Many live audience members, including some of Zoe’s fans, waved at her, adding to her smugness.
Zoe shifted her gaze, spotting Charlotte at the judges’ table, and absently fussed with her fringe.
Charlotte took a deep breath, feeling an ominous premonition.
She was merely here to participate in a reality show, but now it felt like she was part of a palace drama.
Soon, the upper half of the recording ended amid Charlotte’s anxiety, and she prepared to return to her dressing room.
"Who knows what the grouping will be like in the second half."
Coco, following Charlotte closely, looked forward with anticipation.
Coco had been watching the competition on stage as well.
Since the competition and rules were very novel this time, the atmosphere in the first half had been excellent. From Coco’s reaction, Charlotte knew that the viewing figures for this episode would only increase compared to the previous ones.
"Whatever happens, I hope it’s easier for me," Charlotte rubbed her temples, becoming nervous about her future.
Seeing Charlotte’s expression, Coco seemed to realize something, muttering quietly behind her. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on noveⅼfire.net
"Hope we don’t get Bright Lucas and that Zoe in your group, Sister Charlotte."
Upon hearing Coco’s words, Charlotte shook her head helplessly. Still, as she rounded a corner, someone bumped into her.
Charlotte stumbled back a step, Coco quickly catching her. "Sister Charlotte, are you okay?"
Charlotte shook her head and looked up to see a young girl who had just bumped into her.
"I’m sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose, I’m sorry!"
As she apologized to Charlotte, she bent down to pick up the scattered documents.
Charlotte bent over to help pick up the papers and, once they were sorted, handed them back to the girl.
The girl in front of her was flushed, pushing at her glasses without daring to look up at Charlotte. It seemed like she’d had quite a shock.
"You should be careful when walking."
Charlotte noticed the girl’s nervousness, so she softened her voice.
"Tha-thank you..." The girl, still flustered, took the documents from Charlotte and finally looked up.
This allowed Charlotte to get a better look at her.
The girl had an innocent face and looked quite young, possibly a college student just starting professional life. She had a fair complexion and wore a pair of exaggerated thick glasses.
As she met Charlotte’s gaze, her expression turned into one of surprise.
But before the girl could finish her sentence, a furious voice echoed from behind.
"Peach Goodman! What are you doing!"