Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 56

Jodie shot a red-faced Melissa a dirty look and took the pencil in her hand. "What are you so mean for? I'm not wrong. It's true, there's barely any part of you that's real, but you don't like people talking about it..."

Melissa held her hands together in an attempt to stop herself from an outburst.

Rachel shook her head helplessly at Jodie. Melissa was probably going crazy about what Jodie said of her.

However, after seeing Rachel's gaze, Jodie pouted and stopped taunting Melissa.

With the pencil in her hand, Jodie randomly drew something on the paper while being utterly confused.

"Rachel, is this how I should be holding the pencil? This is it, right?"

Rachel pressed her palm onto her face. "Jodie, how are you able to hold a pencil like a knife?!"

Jodie screamed at Rachel. "How many times have you seen me draw? Just the few times in art classes! I don't know any of this stuff!"

She then placed the pencil back at the canvas heavily and furiously.

All the judges nodded while they stroked their chins. They now understood what had transpired.

Melissa pressed her lips tightly. Noticing that the situation had turned out different from what she had thought, she stepped forward.

She grabbed Jodie's wrist angrily. "That's not the case, President Chapman! This woman must have drawn the draft and she’s only pretending that she can’t draw!"

Jodie flung Melissa's hand away. "Stop touching me! Who do you think you are? I already said I can't draw, why would I pretend to not know how to draw?!"

Nathan stood up and shot Melissa a cold glare.

"Melissa. We know exactly what happened, so we no longer need your explanations."

He slowly narrowed his eyes at her. "Also, why are you so sure that her artwork is fake?"

Melissa replied furiously, "She had no artwork! Her artwork was..."

Halfway into the sentence, she shut her lips tightly.

Naturally, Jodie knew from listening that there were things Melissa stopped herself from spewing.

So, she crossed her arms as she stood beside Melissa, and answered her with her eyebrows raised, "Well, go on, what's wrong with Rachel's artwork?"

Melissa glared at Jodie and turned around with a scoff.

"It's nothing."

Melissa backed down, but Rachel stayed silent for the entire confrontation.

She could have exposed Melissa, but she no longer wanted to do it. Firstly, it would be a hassle; secondly, nothing would have changed — she had successfully entered the contest.

Furthermore, it was more than just Melissa. Exposing one person would not have changed anything.

Nathan stepped down from his seat and took the microphone from the host's hand.

He stood on the side and looked at Rachel, a gentle smile breaking out on his face.

"The winner for the Chapman Group's company-wide competition is Ms. Rachel Bennet!"

A while later, a model strutted up onstage with a certificate.

Nathan handed the certificate over to Rachel. "Congratulations, Rachel."

Rachel nodded while she received her award. "Thank you, Mr. Chapman."

The warm smile did not leave Nathan's expression. "This award is yours now."

Nathan continued, "The award was enough proof that she's a qualified designer, so I believe she would gain some fame after this competition. Let's promote her to the Designer Office on the sixth floor."

Anne nodded. "Understand, sir. What about the runner-up and second runner-up?"

Nathan looked gently at Melissa behind him, but the disgust in his eyes was unmistakable.

"Substitute designer."

As Nathan left, Anne shook her head and jotted the notes down.

'What a death seeker.'

'Nathan did enjoy the runners-up's work, but Melissa disrupted the competition by causing a commotion on the live feed!'

'People who create drama without considering the company's reputation are the ones Nathan hates the most.'

'If they weren't one of the more talented ones, they would've been fired.'

Originally, they were supposed to be promoted to the sixth floor as well, but because of Melissa's actions, they were given the position of substitute designer instead.

Unsatisfied, Melissa stomped off stage but the moment she stepped off, a child was in her way.

"Kiddo, don't stand in my way and waste my time, I don't have time to play with you."

There was only impatience on her face, even her tone of voice was unkind.

'I just lost to Rachel because of what she said about the theme — kids who are just like him!'

Ziggy kept his hands in his pockets as he opened his mouth, his lips thinned from anger.

"Old hag, if I notice you bullying my mom again, I will make you regret your life choices, capiche?"