Amidst the increasing disapproval from the audience, a voice rose above the others, vehemently shouting, ““Expel the giarist! No room for giarism here!”


    The cry was quickly echoed by others in the audience, generating a wave of agreement.


    Thepetition had to be momentarily halted, with the music and presentationsing to an abrupt stop.


    The host took charge, trying to quell the growing unrest.


    “Ladies and gentlemen, please, let’s maintain order.


    The situation will be addressed.


    ”


    Attempting to restore calm, ter Aston, the main judge of thepetition, stepped forward, taking hold of the microphone.


    “That’s ter Aston! His reputation precedes him.


    He doesn’t tolerate giarism in the least.


    Whoever is guilty will surely face severe consequences.


    ”


    As soon as ter appeared, the anger of the audience instantly subsided a lot, and they began to watch the y with ease.


    ter had narrow and elongated eyebrows and eyes and a kind of artist temperament.


    In his rich, sonorous voice, he addressed the crowd, “The designers responsible for dress number three and dress number seven, please step forward.


    ”


    Ste’s heart raced as she made her way towards the stage, her steps feeling heavy under the scrutinizing gazes of the audience.


    Z followed closely behind her, her confident demeanor masking her true intentions.


    Ste couldn’t help but recall the conversation she had with Z before thepetition.


    Now, it all made sense.


    As they reached the center of the stage, Z seized the opportunity to speak first, her tone sharp and usatory.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    “I can assure all the judges that this dress is the result of my hard work.


    The designer behind dress number seven is standing right here, and she has undoubtedly giarized my work!”


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    Z’s voice carried a hint of anger, her eyes filled with scorn as she nced subtly at Ste.


    Ste felt the weight of the audience’s judgment bearing down on her, but she couldn’t falter now.


    She tightened her grip on the microphone, determined to prove her innocence.


    Her eyes scanned the crowd, finally locking onto Matthew’s inscrutable gaze.


    Matthew had shown her immense support upon discovering her participation in thepetition.


    Ste took a deep breath.


    No matter what, she had to prove her innocence.


    She couldn’t let Matthew down!


    Soon, she calmed down.


    “Z and I determined the runway order through a random draw.


    She merely happened to present her design before mine.


    That alone is not evidence of giarism.


    ”


    ter observed Ste and Z carefully, awaiting further information.