Chapter 152

Backstage, Violet was a bundle of nerves as she tried to soothe Quintessa. “Don’t be jittery, Quinn. Once you’re out there, just flash that gorgeous smile of yours. Be confident in your looks; you’re stunning. I’ve briefed you on the possible questions the press might ask, just stick to our script.”

Quintessa glanced at her reflection, her red lips curling into a smile. “What’s there to be nervous about? I’ve waited so long for this moment, and it’s finally here. I’m more excited than anything. You, on the other

hand, might want to dab that sweat off your forehead

With a start, Violet touched her forehead and found it drenched. “I guess I’m just sweating bullets for you. You’ve never faced the press formally before, and here you are, about to dive into the deep end. And I can’t be up there with you.”

Quintessa gave her a serious look. “When have you ever known me to be scared?”

Violet shook her head; having known Quinn for two years, she’d come to realize that there was a vitality in her, an indomitable spirit that seemed to rise even stronger when faced with adversity.

There was a knock at the door and an urgent voice followed: “Ms. Young, it’s showtime.”

to Violet, she said,

hard, “I should be the one saying that

‘em,

smile and a lift of her elegant

chest puffed out, Quinn walked

was truly beginning

working the crowd like a pro, turning the media frenzy into something resembling a

be? The reveal

was abuzz with anticipation when suddenly, the stage darkened and the lights danced mysteriously. Quintessa was seated on a throne–like chair, suspended by steel wires,

if

in theirs and stood up slowly.

and camera in

unveiling a masterpiece, and

astonishment swept through the crowd; many of them were so captivated that they even forgot

black dress with just a hint of shoulder; with her fair skin glowing

as Director Cooper had once remarked,

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