It was just that she’d called his name—Alexander.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at her with a faint smile in his eyes.
Alexander was not a man who smiled easily; he was always reserved, almost cold.
But in that moment, the look he gave Millie sent a chill straight through her, icy and unrelenting. Every bone in her body felt as if it might give way, and she nearly lost her footing.
She had come here for the competition, fully prepared to lose her reputation. But now—
It felt as if she might lose everything, even the chance to defend herself.
Millie’s face went ghostly pale, despair written across every feature.
A suffocating sense of dread pressed in from all sides, making it impossible for her to find a way out.
Liam, watching Alexander’s expression, froze for a second himself.
“Aren’t you going to do something? Do you really think Millie is capable of all this?” he muttered.
Kirsten burst out laughing at his words. “Only an idiot like you would keep talking big when you’re about to go under. She’s this close to getting crushed, and you’re still defending her.”
She folded her arms, smirking. “You’re her lapdog. Go on, help her. See what happens when you go up against the whole country. I’d say that’s impressive—real brave of you.”
Liam felt a sting in his chest.
But he and Millie were friends—real friends. When a friend’s in trouble, you don’t just stand by and watch.
Leanne, standing off to the side, had looked unsettled from the start. After seeing her daughter taken away, she quietly slipped back, worry etched deep in her eyes.
There was something off about the whole situation with Millie. She wasn’t convinced things were as simple as they seemed.
Liam kept glancing at Alexander, searching for any sign of support.
Kirsten, arms still crossed, turned her attention to Alexander. “Mr. Davidson, aren’t you going to say something?” she challenged, her voice sharp with triumph.
Wasn’t he supposed to be Millie’s protector?
He’d stood by her side from the beginning—paving her way, building her reputation. Everyone expected to see a new star rising in the field, and it was all thanks to him.
Now that Millie had fallen, Alexander should be the one most devastated.
No one could ever guess what he was thinking.
Millie was escorted out for questioning.
But the competition had to go on.
And so, the world championship’s first prize went to Danielle.
She deserved it.
From the moment she set foot in the field, it was as if she was made for this work.
Her talent was rare—undeniable.
Now, standing on a global stage, she shone brighter than ever, earning her place among the best.
The awards ceremony was about to begin.
Chairman White slowly made his way over to Alexander.
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