The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1313

Beverly slowly opened her eyes, giving a shy smile towards the camera. She didn’t utter a word, but her eyes spoke

volumes, full of playful charm. People couldn’t help but commend Jacob for his luck.

“He’s married to such a gorgeous woman, who’s also his career’s right–hand woman. Mr. Jacob is a real winner in

life.”

“Absolutely, they’re a match made in heaven, complementing each other splendidly.”

“This is what true love and marriage should look like!”

The murmurs from the crowd reached Jacob and Beverly’s ears, bringing an even wider smile to their faces. Such

praise could easily knock the wind out of the sails of the other contestants. They were already feeling low due to

Jacob’s probable hat trick win this year. Their participation was more of a case of biting the bullet.

Now, with the host’s bias towards Jacob and the crowd singing his praises, it felt like there was no point in

competing.

The camera panned across the makeup rooms, revealing makeup artists throwing in the towel. Soon, the doors of

several makeup rooms opened, with models and makeup artists slowly walking out. They all decided to withdraw

from the competition.

The host expressed regret, “It’s a pity that some contestants have chosen to withdraw. We hope for better

outcomes next year.”

Chloe, sitting in the audience, raised an eyebrow. She glanced at the spectators who were showering Jacob with

praises. They all seemed quite pleased with themselves, trying to suppress their grins as contestants began to drop

out.

The camera panned to the other makeup rooms, and the voices started again.

“Ugh, what is this? It looks so mediocre.”

“Is the eye makeup too heavy?”

“This doesn’t look like a bride, more like a dancer!”

“What? Why are the bride’s lips so red? It doesn’t look pure or pretty. It’s as if she’s one of those heavily made–up

dancers. The makeup is old–fashioned, and the foundation is too thick. How did they even dare to compete?”

The voices were quite loud. Chloe noticed the makeup artists on the big screen pausing and trembling to varying

degrees, with models starting to show strange expressions.

Chloe narrowed her eyes, then relaxed her brows. Her eyes darkened.

Next, the camera switched to the makeup room where Miles was. The model on the big screen had a conspicuous

red birthmark on her face, now completely uncovered. Her long eyelashes quivered unconsciously, like the

fluttering wings of a butterfly. No one could make out the expression in her

eyes.

Her face was actually very pretty, with each feature clearly visible on the big screen – all delicate and perfect. The

only flaw was the irregular red birthmark on her forehead, which greatly detracted from her beauty. Faced with

such a face, everyone was at a loss for words.

In the fashion circle, people never judged a person’s looks as beautiful or ugly, because parents gave people their

looks!

People could critique a makeup artist’s skills and styles, but they couldn’t judge a person’s natural looks. If they

really had to critique, it would likely spark endless debates.

This topic had almost become a taboo in the fashion circle. Because people knew that no one was perfect, and

criticizing others‘ looks was really a case of shooting oneself in the foot.

However, that birthmark was indeed quite glaring.

“Why would anyone choose such a model?”

“Indeed, I really can’t understand. Her first impression score is basically zero.”

“We simply don’t understand the fashion in the eyes of artists.”

A few people were whispering. Chloe squinted at the screen, noticing Katie‘ eyelashes starting to tremble. She bit

her lip, obviously affected.

Meanwhile, in another room, Jacob saw the image on the TV screen and couldn’t help but frown.

Katie, this ugly woman… Wasn’t she in the hospital, reportedly unconscious for a long time? How come she was

now at the competition?

But the next second, he laughed coldly.

The scoring rules of the big competition also included the evaluations of a hundred public judges.

Even if the professional judges gave high scores to Miles, it would only account for half of the score. The other half

depended on the impression scores of the audience. If he intended to attract attention with an ugly model, it

depended on whether anyone could accept it. Besides, if there was live mockery, it would be even more interesting,

wouldn’t it?

Jacob sneered, continuing to do Beverly’s makeup with an air of confidence and arrogance.

The camera switched to other rooms.

Katie turned off her microphone and whispered, “Miles, can I really do this? If I cause you to lose the championship,

I…” She really didn’t know how to make it up to him.

No one knew better than her how much Miles valued this competition. This was Miles‘ rebellion against Jacob’s

long–standing oppression, his rebuttal to his family’s indifference, disdain, and even disgust towards him. His proof

of his own strength, his payback to Ms. Summers, and his self–validation to Beverly.

He wanted to show his confident and capable side, to let Beverly know that he wasn’t the worst, that whatever

Jacob could give her, Miles could too.

But if he failed this time, would Miles be able to hold his head high in front of so many people, especially in front of

Beverly.

Miles looked at Katie, his lips pressed together. After a long while, he finally uttered these words. “I’m glad I could

participate in today’s competition. And I’m even happier that today’s model is still you.”

Katie was stunned. Her eyelids twitched involuntarily.

For a moment, she thought of this year’s competition theme.

The theme bridal hit her like a lead ball, making her heart pound.

Was he glad that she was still his model today because the theme of the competition was bridal? However, she

quickly dismissed the idea.

That was impossible. In Miles‘ eyes, the most perfect bride in the world might’ve only been Beverly.

Beverly was the memory of Miles‘ youth, his first crush. This kind of blissful ignorance in love, how could a person

with no redeeming qualities like Katie even compete?

Beverly was not just a sight for sore eyes in Miles‘ view, she was also a goddess in most people’s books.

But Katie… well…