Chapter 172

At this time, a piercing voice rang out, "What's wrong with winning the competition, it doesn't prove that she's Liza."

A reporter raised a microphone to my face, "You may have some skills, but that doesn't mean you're the same person you were back then, how are you going to prove it?"

I could tell immediately that this guy had been hired by someone trying to discredit me.

Probably Aria, I thought with a smirk.

Bat I wasn't worried-not in the slightest.

"Teme answer that question for you."

Before I could respond, a middle-aged man in a suit walked over, holding a thick stack of information in his hands.

"Here are the documents that Liza submitted when she competed in the past, enough to prove that she is Liza herself."

I saw Gregor in the audience squeeze his eyes at me and didn't hold back a smile, knowing he'd have it all set up for me. My old rival also came out in support of me.

"I've raced against Liza for years. There's no doubt in my mind-this is her," he said firmly, silencing the reporter.

With that, the doubts vanished.

The voices questioning me faded into nothingness, replaced by cheers of support.

I glanced into the crowd and spotted Aria, her face twisted with frustration.

me, and instead, her efforts had only boosted

help but smile, knowing her plan

win, I found Leo waiting for me with

yet gentle,

with admiration,

proud, yes, but there's always that flicker

tried to shake it off, to keep things light, but the way his hand lingered on my arm, the warmth in his gaze, made it harder to deny the pull

1. us.

just concern; it was something deeper, something I wasn't

might turn into something more, my phone rang, breaking the

pulled it from my pocket, glancing at

an unfamiliar

my voice still a little breathless from the

Alphatira would like to see you." Beta Freya said, her tone serious, "She

feeling the weight of the

no small matter. Whatever this Alpha Tira wanted, it wasn't

back at Leo, who was still watching

old Alpha Regretted

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hotel, who, despite her position as Alpha of the Rouge Pack, remained calm and

eyes were sharp, yet her manner

an inspiration for countless musicians, "These manuscripts," she continued,

hardly believe it. Viktor Rosenhall's music, resurfacing after all these

a dream. But

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