The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1313

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.

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…