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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 a hidden talent. Her dancing is

ready to applaud. “Incredible! Absolutely

of describing the

in a corner of the auditorium, mesmerised by Milly’s

confetti, black liquid splattered down,

gasped in shock and

“What is that?”

“So dark. It’s disgusting.”

be ink. Look how it’s

up. “D*mn it! Who did

Fall

“But

now will only make

prayed that Milly

in

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

how childish it was to flaunt such tactics. as

halted her spinning steps, casing her shoulders down, slowing her dance movements, and emitting a sense of

observed the comical mishap on stage and lost interest

he said, “Mr. Hawkins, let’s go. Number 44’s performance was already perfect and suited for the role. There’s no

ink in such a significant event is akin

his hand to stop him. “Wait, let’s watch a bit

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

Swan Lake, but instead… The Swan’s

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

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

It was a rebirth!