Chapter 285
Chapter 285:
Every seat was equipped with two buttons—green for support, red for opposition. The committee would rank the designs based on the number of green votes received.
Vote counts were made public. After the voting window closed for each design, the total number of votes appeared on the largest screen behind the judges.
There were 132 entries in total. Each had a two-minute window for voting.
The wait felt long and unbearable. But finally, the moment came for the design Rosie had purchased.
As it appeared on the screen, a wave of admiration swept through the crowd. Praise echoed from every direction.
Rosie felt a rush of triumph. She had received 1,327 votes, which put her in the lead.
Her shares in the Harper Group were now secured, and the millions she had spent were finally paying off. As long as she ranked ahead of Brenna, she would win her bet with her.
She stole a glance at Brenna, who was calmly chatting with Tommy, her expression unreadable.
So what if Brenna made it to the finals? She was still behind.
More designs flashed across the screens. The vote count climbed steadily. Soon, 130 designs were shown.
However, Rosie still hadn’t seen the design she had switched out for Brenna’s.
Had Brenna caught on and switched it back?
The rankings flashed across the electronic screen, and as expected, Rosie’s work claimed the top spot. Though only the entry number was displayed, Rosie knew which one was hers, and a smug smile spread across her face. Feeling triumphant, she quickly sent a message to Brenna.
“The top spot is mine. Get ready to lose all the Harper family’s resources p>
Brenna glanced at her phone, her fingers tapping out a response quickly.
“Don’t be so sure. The real show is just about to unfold p>
Rosie barely gave the reply a second thought. Victory was within her grasp. The first-place prize would secure her the coveted shares and privileges within the Harper family and a hefty bonus from the Harper Group.
As far as she was concerned, Brenna was about to lose everything now. Just then, a staff member announced, “We will now begin the public display of entries. The winning entries will be shown in a small setting. Any objections can be raised at this time p>
“I accuse the first-place winner of plagiarism!” Tommy suddenly stood up and shouted toward the judges’ table.
Even without a microphone, Tommy’s voice boomed. His seat was close enough for all nine judges and the crowd to hear him.
The staff quickly displayed the first-place entry number and the work on every electronic screen in the room.
Everyone’s eyes were locked on the screen, the room humming with murmurs.