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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.

Milly twirled elegantly on stage. “Boss is truly a

ready to applaud. “Incredible!

fell short of describing

a corner

black liquid splattered down, staining the floor and Milly’s white

shock and began to

“What is that?”

“So dark. It’s disgusting.”

must be ink. Look how it’s stained

up. “D*mn

Milly’s Fall

“But

will only

prayed that Milly could

stage, Milly, drenched in black ink, was taken

supposed to be coloured ribbons, not ink. She quickly realised who was behind this cowardly act. Glancing backstage, she met Stephanie’s smug smile, a silent challenge: Let’s see how you handle

arching her eyebrows as she pondered how childish it was to flaunt such tactics. as if

to play, but she abruptly halted her spinning steps, casing her shoulders down, slowing her dance movements, and emitting a

screenwriter beside Alan observed the comical mishap on stage and

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

significant event is akin to

stop

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

was no longer performing Swan Lake,

of melancholy. The entire performance exuded a tone of sorrow and tragedy, as if her ink–stained costume vividly portrayed the

swan’s demise, the swan on the ground appeared to glimpse a glimmer of hope. It struggled to rise, twirl,

It was a rebirth!