Chapter 800:

A calm smile played on Maia’s lips as she responded in a composed, steady tone, “I haven’t made my decision yet. When I do, I’ll let you know.”

Shadows flickered in Kiley’s eyes, her mouth curling into a vague, unreadable smile. “No rush,” she replied, her voice as smooth and detached as ever. Barely above a whisper, her words drifted through the air. Something cold and razor-sharp lurked behind that poised exterior, enough to unsettle everyone listening.

Raegan let out a dismissive snort, a smirk twisting her features. “You’re acting like the trophy’s already yours, Maia.”

Everything she’d learned about Mariana had come straight from Kiley. Despite being so young, Mariana’s collection of national accolades spoke for itself. Even the Cooper family treated her as the undisputed heir to their artistic legacy.

Raegan, being close to Kiley, could sense her friend’s inner turmoil, no matter how placid she tried to appear. One thing had become clear: anyone who crossed Kiley never had luck on their side. That thought made Raegan arch an eyebrow, disdain flickering in her gaze.

Chris, standing quietly beside Maia, shot Raegan a glance so brief it almost went unnoticed.

bubbled up, fragments of

so confident? Does she seriously believe

a brave face. In a setting like this, claiming to be Matias Watts is reckless — she’s not

looks like she thinks victory is guaranteed. Who told

“Looks to me like she’s just saving face — stalling

and mocking glances were aimed squarely at

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Her steady gaze drifted over and

She didn’t hesitate to

something clever? You talk big,

Maia answered, “You do remember I’ve won before, haven’t I? The one who was

her chest. Rage flickered in her eyes as she struggled to keep her composure.

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