Womanless Beauty Pageant Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I'm not sure what the advantages of the man who is always glorified by the entire campus are; besides his handsome face, what else does he have? Ah, let me introduce myself; my name is Jasmine Smith. There is nothing special about me; it's just that my family is quite rich, so my life feels very easy. I can get anything I want. But somehow, my life feels bland. Maybe because I have too much money, I no longer have the motivation to get something.

After showing the pictures of those women Kyle put her picture back on the monitor. Natasha sighed quietly and bowed steadily. Someone might notice her resemblance to the woman in the picture. She was sure no one would suspect but because she was guilty she couldn't sit still. "We will still feature the other women who claimed to be the ‘Mysterious Woman’ for this week's special edition. I'm running out of ideas because it seems like the Mysterious Woman has no plans to introduce herself. We can't just change the theme of the weekly edition if we can't really find her. We can't move into another topic as if nothing happened. So, do you have any suggestions for our special edition this week t

However, not everyone would lick her boots. "The way I see it, the beautiful triplets on stage looked really competent. You'll never know who's the dark horse." That person was referring to Alex, Ben, and Claudia. The wealthy woman immediately looked disdainful as she sneered, "This is a calligraphy contest, not a beauty pageant. What's so good about looking pretty? Don't just be a pretty and useless shell." Molly laughed as she thought, 'How pretentious and narcissistic must one be to say such a thing?'

She smiled, lifted her chin and swaggered in ostentatiously, joining in on the group chatters while they waited for the boss. They moved into the conference room and sat according to their positions in the institution, herself almost being the last, except for three other people who she didn't think were supposed to be there. The door opened and in walked a man looking all smug and oozing wealth as he sat at the head of the table. "Sorry I'm late" was all he mumbled as he looked at them one after the other. There were about twelve of them and she just happened to be the ninth. "Well, I'm Andrew Williams. I suppose you all know that by now, ownership of this business was transferred to me", h

"Mr. Whitmore, you're misunderstanding this. We didn't mean to hurt Avery. "She was behaving inappropriately at work, getting involved with different men, and using a fake pregnancy report to fool everyone. She even claimed to be your sister." Vanessa sniffled. "We were only trying to protect the company's reputation. We just wanted to correct her behavior." She sounded like she had suffered some terrible injustice. Then, she secretly shot me a smug look, as if she still believed that no one could touch her even with the CEO standing there. Dylan quickly stepped in, too.

ALYONA Her profile filled the screen. Model. Former beauty queen. Winner of the International Pageant three years ago. Brand ambassador for luxury perfumes and jewelry. Magazine covers showed her flawless face, perfect smile, and a figure that seemed unreal. She wasn’t just beautiful; she was the kind of woman everyone noticed the moment she walked in. I stared at her picture, my chest tight. Of course, Alexander would go out with someone like her. What did I have in comparison? Just a regular New York girl who took the subway, loved greasy burgers and fries, and worked behind a desk.

Thousands of eyes followed every step she took. No woman had ever reached this stage of the Tournament before. Not because women had been forbidden to compete, but because none had survived long enough. Williams waited in the center of the arena with a mocking smile. “Careful, sister,” he called. “I’d hate to embarrass you in front of half the werewolf world.” Daniela smiled back. “You should be worrying about yourself. If you’re lucky, you’ll still be able to crawl out of this arena after I’m finished.”

Supposedly they are my cousins, but they have treated me so badly it will never cross your mind that we are relatives. To grandma's left is her infamous daughter Camille, who once held the title of the beauty queen of the country. However, the crown was only with her for three days before it was discovered that she had undergone surgery for her boobs and nose. The pageant council had stripped her of the award for having unnatural beauty. Her reputation was ruined among the eligible bachelors so she had never been married. However, she had been linked to so many married men as a third wheel.

Matilda, blind in her arrogance, mistook it for admiration. “First of all, let’s talk about the way we present ourselves,” she said, gesturing vaguely toward the women in the crowd. “I mean, I took one look at some of you, and I thought, ‘Goddess, we need a complete makeover!’” She laughed, a sharp, tinkling sound that did nothing to ease the thickening tension. Liam’s jaw tightened. “That’s why I’m proposing something revolutionary—a Hollow Pack beauty pageant! Yes, a competition where our women can finally learn the value of poise, elegance, and, of course, fashion. Because, let’s be honest, a well-groomed woman is a respected woman.”

Cathy said smiling. "The winner of this year's most beautiful woman in the aviation industry is Miss Whitney white." Jane's tears drop! Gregory jumps up. "Yes!" "Idiot sit down, have you forgotten it's Whitney, not Jane?" Craig said to remind Gregory, Zoe gave him a deadly look and ran to the crying Jane. "It's painful for her because she lost to her rival, how could Whitney be on top of her?" Whitney won the contest, as they placed the crown on her head, she smiled, and Casper went to her. He hugged her. "Congratulations!"