Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 297 Updates

Lucy was taken aback to see Violeta on this stage.

Vivian was also surprised and scoffed, “Grace really overdid it, bringing her student, whom she’s barely trained for two years, to compete. Does she think her student is some kind of dance prodigy? It was as if two years could stack up to ten years of hard work.

“This isn’t a place where a few flips will win you a trophy. It’s almost laughable!”

Lucy did not say anything.

She noticed the dance costume Violeta was wearing.

It was the same one from the school’s Moon Festival.

That meant Violeta did not even have a costume specifically made for this competition!

Clearly, it was a last-minute fix.

Indeed, it was a stretch.

Lucy was puzzled. Didn’t Grace have two other students? Why insist on Violeta competing?

What about Hazel and Nydia?

“Ms. Montclair, why did Grace let her compete? Shouldn’t it have been Hazel and Nydia?

Vivian walked away, snickering, “Who knows? They might be dead or disabled. Hmph, probably crippled if not dead, right?”

Lucy’s eyes widened.

Vivian, did Hazel and Nydia

How could this happen?

definitely yours this time. That woman still wants to challenge me. She never dared back then, and now she’s just being delusional!” Lucy felt uneasy.

had been rigorously preparing for the Lotus Award throughout

to clinch the gold award by imposing strict personal standards, including avoiding oily foods, to maintain her

win the competition, fair

made Lucy wonder-had something been orchestrated about

her teacher have really done something so drastic just for a

Lucy was sceptical.

backstage to call a contact in Quinston to check on

was

day before

news left Lucy with

Why such a coincidence?

accident occurred right before the Lotus Award

tone seemed too calculated, as

felt the challenge had

…

and was waiting backstage

audience, full of excitement

The competition began promptly.

format was straightforward: each contestant performed on schedule, followed by the

up

the camera angle, her phone rang-it was

are

tell Irene

gently, “Darling,