The next day.
The red Rolls-Royce galloped on the streets of Druarus, finally coming to a halt in front of the Emperor City Exhibition Center.
The moment the car stopped, a group of people swooped in immediately, wielding cameras and microphones.
As soon as the car window rolled down, they all burst in without waiting for an invite.
Evelyn Curtis, in a captivating red dress, was radiant. Her delicate make-up and mastery over her expressions elevated her demeanor.
"Miss Curtis, can you share your initial intentions on being a judge for the jewelry competition?"
"Miss Curtis, being a judge for the jewelry competition organized by Vanguard Jewelry, does it mean you have an interest in jewelry design?"
"Miss Curtis, you aren't deeply knowledgeable about jewelry. Does this inter-disciplinary work put a lot of pressure on you?"
"Miss Curtis…"
"Miss Curtis…"
Faced with these questions, Evelyn Curtis was extremely impatient on the inside.
