Chapter: 314

“Isn't Kay just a well-known designer? Why is she even a judge? She totally doesn't deserve it."

"And it's all because she has a sugar daddy! Didn't you catch the news yesterday? It got squashed so fast. Clearly, she has someone in her corner."

"ALL the trending topics about her were quickly suppressed by her sugar daddy. She must have some real pull!"

"Look at her, spouting nothing but nonsense."

Some particularly harsh comments were censored for containing sensitive content, yet this only fueled the critics to bash Kaitlin even more aggressively.

Kaitlin's fans were not about to back down, either. The comment section descended into chaos.

Marcia watched the tumult on her screen with glee. “You really outdid yourself this time. What a spectacle!"

The assistant pursed her lips and remained silent.

Marcia shot her a glare. "Go check on my work. The second round is this afternoon. Don't look so glum. It really brings the mood down!"

Obediently, the assistant turned to inspect the work.

Marcia continued to stare at the screen, occasionally making disparaging remarks.

Some spectators, initially there just to watch the competition, became so irate over the disorderly argument that they joined in.

After broadcasting the first half live, the audience lost interest in the outcome and instead focused on criticizing Kaitlin.

While this boosted viewership, it was damaging to the Estresa Element Design Competition's reputation.

Ernesto's expression hardened as he let out a deep sigh. "How did things get to this point? We need to manage the online comments immediately. If this continues, we can't go ahead with the live broadcast this afternoon."

Ernesto had hoped for popularity, but not like this.

Unaware of the unfolding drama, Kaitlin massaged her stiff neck after leaving the stage.

Checking her phone, she noticed a recent message from Alan saying he would arrive soon.

Deciding to wait in the lounge, she sat down just as Denton approached, about to greet her.

He paused, recalling his assistant's words from earlier that morning.

With a troubled frown, Denton pulled out his phone to watch the live broadcast.

He wondered if Marcia was responsible.

“Excuse me, may I get through?" Marcia said as she made her way forward. "Mr. Gilbert, I've brought your lunch. Thank you for all your hard work this morning."

The assistant trailing behind Marcia set the bag on the table and began unpacking the meal.