The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 533

Danielle didn’t wait for Alexander to say anything. She simply turned on her heel and walked away.

Between the two of them,

there was nothing left to say.

Sometimes, even half a sentence is too much when minds don’t meet.

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The next day.

Finals of the ISSDS competition.

Since this was the all-discipline world championship, the event was being broadcast live for everyone to witness the crowning of the global champion.

One by one, the heavyweights of the industry began to arrive.

Millie exchanged a look with Calvin, one of the judges.

She was determined to win today. Her team was top-notch—seasoned, professional, and fiercely competitive. No matter how talented Danielle might be, she couldn’t compare to the collective power of Millie’s crew.

Liam glanced at Millie. “If you pull this off, you’ll be standing on the world stage.”

It wasn’t just the National Science Task Force that would come calling; her name would be known everywhere.

Millie understood exactly what was riding on this match.

Danielle had just entered the venue when Beatty Solomon rushed over, a radiant smile lighting up her face.

“Hey, Danielle! We meet again!” Beatty’s voice was syrupy sweet.

Danielle smiled back, a bit surprised to see the younger woman. “Here to watch the competition today?”

Beatty shook her head, curls bouncing. “Nope! I’m competing too—just keeping things low-key.”

“I signed up last minute when I heard Sophia was joining. I wanted to see the legend in person.”

Beatty admired Danielle’s abilities, idolized her even. Now that she finally had the chance to be around her hero, she wasn’t about to miss a moment.

Backstage, Millie watched Danielle and Beatty chatting like old friends, her expression tightening. In her mind, Danielle was playing every angle, leveraging connections to get to know the big names in the field—all thanks to Jake’s introductions. Without Jake, Danielle would have had a much harder time getting her foot in the door.

Millie’s face fell. Her smile froze, and she clenched her teeth.

“We’ll settle this on the competition floor,” she said, her voice tight.

She was certain she’d win. This was her arena, after all. The judging panel was stacked in her favor. No matter how skilled Danielle might be, what could she really do? Technical ability was nothing compared to the power of connections. In this world, it was always people with influence and access who rose to the top. People like Danielle would always be stuck at the bottom.

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The competition began. The finals’ design challenge: create a space city to meet specific needs.

The scenario: build a city in lunar orbit’s L5 point, able to house eighty thousand settlers. The main challenge? Design residential modules with adjustable gravity.

Teamwork would be crucial. Every group had twenty-seven hours to pull together their entire design—engineering plans, cost analysis, life-support systems—all while communicating in a foreign language. Some teams even had to collaborate in multiple languages.

Millie frowned. This year’s twist: random team assignments. No one got to compete with their own hand-picked crew.

She took a deep breath and watched as the team rosters appeared on the big screen.

When she saw her group, Millie finally relaxed. Thankfully, she’d landed with a team of true professionals.