Chapter 202 The Secret of the Left Hand

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"Well, now I announce that the jewelry contest has concluded successfully! Thank you all for coming, please continue to support Moonlight!" Cherry Lewis changed to a bold and efficient tone, smiling fully as she prepared to end the banquet. "Wait a minute!" Isabella Weaver suddenly spoke up, halting everyone’s steps to leave. After causing everyone to doubt her, Cherry Lewis quickly ended the banquet, not giving her a chance to explain, clearly intending to ruin her! If she let everyone leave like this today, her reputation would be shattered! Rumors are terrifying; Isabella Weaver had already tasted their power in school. Even the smallest matter could become a horrendous tale, let alone today’s event, which was far from trivial. This concerns a person’s professional ethics! Hiring someone to ghostwrite is the most despised! Cherry Lewis was trying to kill invisibly! Isabella Weaver’s gaze swept across the hall, her voice chilly: "I am willing to accept any form of assessment and testing from the contest organizers, let everyone witness!" Cherry Lewis smiled gently: "No worries, testing can be done later, your hand is injured so it’s impossible today. Miss Weaver, go home and rest well, wish you a speedy recovery!" Isabella Weaver looked at Cherry Lewis coldly: "It must be today! Testing is fine, but I have one condition." "What condition?" "If I can prove I did not hire someone to ghostwrite, you and Moonlight Jewelry must apologize to me in person and issue a public announcement online, informing the nation of your baseless accusations against me, to restore my reputation!" Cherry Lewis sneered inwardly, she didn’t believe Isabella Weaver could draw! "Alright, that’s fine!" She agreed instantly but hesitated while looking at Isabella Weaver’s hand: "Your right hand... can it still draw?" "The right hand can’t, but the left hand can!" Although Isabella Weaver’s left hand wasn’t as skillful as her right, it was still far superior to an ordinary person’s. When she was younger, because she secretly drew, Christopher Weaver often beat her right hand until it was swollen and incapable of holding a pen, or even eating. She secretly practiced with her left hand, for a long period she even entirely relied on her left hand to draw and write—the right hand was just meant for Christopher Weaver to beat. This secret had never been known to anyone, she guarded it carefully, not expecting to reveal it today in front of so many people and cameras. She raised her left hand and looked at it, exhaling a breath of relief. Nowadays, she should be able to protect her left hand, even if people know she can use it, it’s no big deal. Cherry Lewis was extremely surprised, very few people could use both hands skillfully, even rarer among designers. Despite her surprise, she still didn’t believe Isabella Weaver could draw well, and immediately started to assess her. The assessment was simple, just asking her to draw another design work according to the contest requirements. For comparison, Cherry Lewis also had the other nine of the top ten participants draw as well. The banquet hall was quickly cleared for ten tables, each person seated there, designing under the high-definition cameras. People who came to attend the charity auction nearly all stayed, watching the big screen with keen interest. The chance to watch designers work live is quite rare. Many of the designers here had been working for many years, someone as young as Isabella Weaver was absolutely unique. Time ticked by, improvisation demands high talent, skill, and even psychological fortitude; half an hour passed, and several people still hadn’t made a mark. Under the camera, Isabella Weaver stood up, her dress shimmering as if celebrating on her behalf. She calmly announced: "I’m done drawing."

Chapter 202 The Secret of the Left Hand

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