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Chapter 52 Milly’s Fall From Grace 3

Stephanic noticed Alan’s reaction as well. She stood on her tiptoes, arrogantly tilting her head down, exuding the air of a victor.

As she passed by Milly, she sneered. “No need to perform. I’ve already won.

Just then, the host’s voice echoed through the sound systém, “Contestant number 45, please take the stage. for the ballet performance of ‘Swan Lake.”

The same piece as Stephanie.

However, Milly didn’t rush to the stage. Instead, she turned to face Stephanie with a cold smile playing on her lips. “Is that so? Remember this moment because it won’t last.”

With that, she gracefully made her way to the stage.

Seeing her confident demeanour, Stephanie stomped her foot in frustration.

Had she ever seen ballet before? Had she ever learned ballet? How dare she speak so boldly in front of me!

She’d soon see who would be left embarrassed!

Through her glasses, Milly gazed down at the audience in the packed auditorium, filled with students and teachers who had come to watch the auditions.

She drew the last number, and as she took the stage, the school had already let out, drawing a crowd of curious students to watch the auditions. Thankfully, her past challenges had prepared her well for the

to stay composed amidst the audience’s gaze.

spotlight, allowing h

As the music began, Milly danced with precision and grace, lost in the melody. It felt like she had returned to the dance studio of her previous life, guided by her mentor’s guidance.

on stage. “Boss is truly

were ready to applaud. “Incredible! Absolutely

of describing

in a corner of

instead of confetti, black liquid splattered down, staining the floor and Milly’s

in shock and began to

“What is that?”

“So dark. It’s disgusting.”

ink. Look how it’s stained everything

up. “D*mn it! Who did

52 Milly’s Fall

“But

only make things worse. She

Melanie prayed that Milly

drenched in black

cowardly act. Glancing backstage, she met Stephanie’s smug smile, a silent challenge:

pondered how childish it was to flaunt such tactics. as if it would guarantee

continued to play, but she abruptly halted her spinning steps, casing her shoulders

her, the screenwriter beside Alan observed the comical mishap on stage and lost interest in

his brow, he said, “Mr. Hawkins, let’s go. Number 44’s performance was already perfect

ink in such a significant event is akin

hand to stop him. “Wait, let’s

narrowed as he observed the stage, sensing a shift in the melody to

longer performing Swan

of Swan Lake, her movements and aura softened the mood into one of melancholy. The entire performance exuded a tone of sorrow and tragedy, as if her ink–stained costume vividly portrayed the slow demise of

glimpse a glimmer of hope. It struggled to rise, twirl, break free from death’s grasp and the mire, and

It was a rebirth!