Love For Nazyra
Chapter 59

The Designers of the competition participants who were watching from backstage, discussed in whispers.

"Pak Ganindra only gave 7 points to all the previous designs, without exception. This last Nazyra must have gotten 7 points as well."

"Yes, the total is 31 points, three points lower than first place, Bella. Nazyra can be easily knocked out."

Even if it was only a 3-point difference, but high ranking designers only got a maximum of 1 or 2-point difference.

There should not be much difference in the outcome of 20 points from the spectators outside the location of the hall. Nazyra doesn't have any fans yet, and the chances of her being knocked out are higher.

Almost everyone had already guessed the result in their hearts ..

At that moment, when everyone was watching him, Ganindra raised the number 10 on it.

10 points??

When the audience saw the numbers he picked up, it was as if they were about to explode.

No one dared to believe their eyes, for the entire Ganindra contest participants only gave 7 points to the other designs, no one could meet what Ganindra expected , but why would he suddenly give 10 points?

This doesn't make any sense.

The other jurors were just as surprised, they doubted whether Ganindra might have made a mistake.

Then he asked, "Sir Ganindra, why did you give him 10 points?"

Ganindra sat there with great authority. His charisma is incredible.

He then spoke for the first time throughout the contest, "Because, I like it..."

The audience was all shocked.

What the hell just happened?

All the judges were as shocked as they were, no one could utter a word.

Mr. Ganindra gave a high grade, did he judge unfairly for his personal gain? or could they give too low a value?

Nazyra, who was standing backstage

watching all this, frozen, he looked at Ganindra in surprise, his face hot and his heart pounding. The room became quiet, as if time was stopped.

However Ganindra closed her eyes, pressed her lips again, and said in a flat voice "... The design is very flexible."

Does he like his flexibility?

Only then did the audience understand what he meant. All the judges sighed, delighted and relieved to hear his answer.

Nazyra was still as stiff as before, she could not even move, her heart was still racing, even though Ganindra was already

she said she liked the flexibility of her design.

And as if Ganindra could sense that Nazyra was staring at him, she looked towards him. From far away, their eyes meet.

Nazyra's heart was now racing, she suddenly felt extremely anxious, turning to hide. But his face was still hot like there was a fire burning.

Bella's assistant noticed that Bella looked not too happy and tried to cheer her up, "Don't worry, she has the same points as you now, you two are first, but she doesn't have an audience as her backers. He has no name, the audience won't choose his design, he'll never beat you."

"All I want is for him to be expelled!".

He did not want Nazyra to only lose a little bit to him. Bella looked worse now, she was waiting for the end result with a very bad mood.

Points awarded by public out, Bella 17, Nazyra 17!

Both have exactly the same number, and both of them occupy the first position.

Although they were both in first place, Nazyra was even more amazing.

Bella looked at the numbers on the big screen, and her face turned pale, she could not believe her eyes.

"How did this happen? How could he have the same points as me!"

Bella could only shout, she finally started to feel a crisis over the current situation.

Two years ago he found out how talented Nazyra was, so he tried his best to suppress her, he wanted to get her out of the contest, to not give her a chance.

But what happened now, Nazyra was on the same level as herself!

After the contest was over, all the models and designers stepped off the stage together, and the contest ended officially.

Dion was already waiting for him at the exit of the stage. Nazyra and Tania came towards him together, but Dion only looked at Nazyra, he laughed as he said, "Congratulations, you're the best!"

Having won this contest as its foundation, the next contest will definitely be even better.

Nazyra was in a good mood and she said happily, "All because you helped me all this time, thank you."

"By pleasure." Dion smiled even wider.

Tania stood to the side, still wearing the dress that had just won the highest grade, she looked extremely beautiful, but was ignored by the two of them.

He looked at Dion and felt a pain in his heart, he was unwilling to make peace with reality and was endlessly jealous.

"Dion..." His voice was soft and smooth, but it sounded to have a hint of helplessness.

Back then, Tania not only looked beautiful, but also pitiful. It seemed like it was only at that moment, that Dion realized Tania's whereabouts, his sharp eyes looking at her from top to bottom, his gaze cold.

Then, he turned around to say to Nazyra.

"Nazyra, I've packed most of the items, you can go and wait for me in front, I'll have a quick chat with her and then catch up with you."

"All right."

Nazyra hates Tania even more, she doesn't want to spend another minute with Tania if possible. He doesn't care what this couple wants to talk about. Nazyra agreed and went out.

Tania had a hint of hope in her eyes when she saw that Dion had voluntarily stayed to talk to her, her red lips forming a smile that she thought was beautiful.

"Dion, how do I look today? You used to love seeing me on stage, you said I was the prettiest one up there."

The two used to have the same dream, Dion would become a designer and Tania would wear her design creations.

But now...

Dion stepped towards her, she reached out her hand and grabbed Tania's dress. His fingers wrapped around the container where the red wine was spilled.

Although Nazyra had turned it into a new design and the wine was already dry, but the closer she got to the dress, Dion could smell the wine scent on it.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" He asked coldly.

Tania froze, there was guilt in her eyes, then she blinked her eyes and replied, "Dion, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Tania, do you think I'm still as stupid as I used to be? Do you think you can lie to me whenever you want and I'll still be sure how innocent you are?"

Dion laughed coldly, the way he looked at Tania was very cold, "I warn you, never do anything to Nazyra, otherwise I wouldn't let go this easily. And don't think I'll let you get away with our memories .I'll never be so soft on you. "

Her cold words were like a knife in Tania's heart. His face turned pale instantly, tears were spreading in his eyes.

"Dion, not me, how can you be like this ..."

Dion didn't even want to look at him anymore, he turned around and left. His tall figure looked extremely cold, there was no friendly feeling left. When a man becomes heartless, no one will be able to change him.