"I didn't expect her to be the champion. But at least, with such fine clothes and gold bracelets inherited from the Atmajaya Family, she should get a second or third prize," Bima snorted.
Maria covered her mouth and laughed. "Dad, I know you want Anya to win this competition, but you don't have the courage to hope for it. I see you're just trying to cheer yourself up,"
"She's just a kid. She doesn't have as much experience as other professional perfumeurs. She couldn't even level Keara in the spice round. Can she get consolation prizes?" Bima pretended not to care, but his eyes never left the TV screen.
"I'm sure Anya will win this competition, not just consolation prizes," Maria was very confident in Anya. Although Anya didn't have as much experience as a professional perfumer and wasn't as good as Keara when it came to spices, Maria knew that Anya was very talented. Plus, she was Diana Hutama's daughter.