The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 536

The man sat at the very center of the room, impossible to overlook.

He’d picked the perfect spot; when Millie took the stage, he had an unobstructed view, his gaze fixed squarely on her.

Their eyes met, his expression calm and untroubled, revealing nothing of what he was thinking.

Danielle, on the other hand, broke the stare without a hint of emotion.

She answered the judges’ questions with measured poise, her responses clear and unflappable.

They pressed her on technical details and system calculations, even running a live demonstration on the spot.

It wasn’t just about accuracy—the challenge demanded speed as well.

Danielle exceeded every expectation, her performance nothing short of astonishing.

Her team was the last to present.

Millie, waiting in the audience with her arms folded, radiated certainty that this victory was already hers.

That confidence lasted until the big screen flashed the results.

First place, both individually and as a team, belonged to Danielle.

Millie’s whole body seemed to go numb, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

Almost instinctively, she looked to Calvin, seated among the judges.

How could this have happened?

She’d done everything she was supposed to.

Calvin had sworn that at least half the judges were loyal to him—no matter how good the other side was, first place should have been hers.

But the numbers on the screen didn’t lie.

A murmur of shock rippled through the room.

Kirsten turned to glance at Liam and Leanne, then fixed Alexander with a look of open challenge. “A bunch of losers with nothing to show but empty boasts,” she sneered. “Even a corpse can talk tough.”

Liam felt a wave of disbelief.

Impossible.

The data was just too good—beyond what even the most advanced algorithms could achieve.

He stared at the results in shock.

Was this really the same Danielle he’d once known?

Keegan had taken time out of his schedule to attend in person, and he too was stunned by the numbers.

Millie’s team was excellent, but Danielle’s results were on another level entirely.

Nathan, watching Danielle on stage, gave her a broad, affectionate smile and a proud thumbs-up.

Seeing her brother’s encouragement, Danielle’s face lit up with a soft, radiant smile.

The livestream camera caught her in that moment—her beauty and grace, that dazzling smile—sending a wave of admiration through the audience watching online.

Alexander’s eyes, dark and inscrutable, shifted to the man beside him before he coldly looked away.

Millie’s face had gone ashen.

Danielle had always been talented, that much was true—but how could she still perform at this level now?

She’d spent years as a homemaker for the Davidson family, dutifully running the household.

How could she possibly keep up with the latest tech after being away for so long?

She was convinced the data had been manipulated by the system.

Danielle must have pulled out all the stops to win, but Millie refused to accept it.

It was just impossible.

All eyes turned to her.

“Isn’t that the new Mrs. Davidson?” someone whispered in the crowd.

The audience buzzed with speculation about Millie’s identity.

Nathan heard the murmurs and glanced at Alexander. “Mrs. Davidson?”

Alexander lounged in his chair, his eyes cold and distant. “What Mrs. Davidson?” His voice was slow, almost bored.

Nathan gave him a long look but said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Millie stood tall, her face set in icy arrogance, ignoring the whispers from the crowd.

No one challenged her claim; everyone seemed to accept it as fact.

Another scandal at a public competition—what a spectacle.

Liam waited anxiously for the judges’ decision.

A retest would be the most authoritative solution—a true contest of mental acuity and speed.

But then a member of the judging panel stood up, clearing his throat. “I’m sorry. The results have been verified and are accurate.”

“In addition, the organizers have notified us that your second-place standing is revoked.”

Millie’s world crashed down around her.