Chapter 400:
Vivian’s words echoed through his tortured thoughts—her claim that reliable sources had revealed Serena’s tragic miscarriage following a devastating fall just ten days before the live performance, explaining her absence from crucial rehearsals.
During those conversations, Vivian had planted seeds of suspicion that Serena belonged to Charles, that their relationship extended far beyond professional boundaries.
Brandon’s hands contracted into trembling fists, his knuckles whitening under the strain.
His vision blurred with unshed tears.
In his memory, Millie had never possessed Serena’s ethereal thinness, her almost ghostly fragility.
Only mere days had separated his final glimpse of Millie in that sterile hospital room and Serena’s breathtaking stage debut.
His logical mind couldn’t comprehend how anyone could shed such dramatic weight in such an impossibly brief timeframe.
This rationalization had become his fortress against recognition.
But their later encounter at Moonlit Estate—
He had witnessed firsthand how dramatically she had withered away, how she shivered uncontrollably even during April’s mild warmth, and how weakness had settled into her bones. Why had his heart remained so stubbornly blind to what his eyes were desperately trying to show him?
His fingernails carved crescents into his palms as Brandon fixed his burning gaze on Millie’s triumphant form, vertigo washing over him in crushing waves. Drowning in the depths of his shock and self-recrimination, Brandon remained completely oblivious to Myron’s penetrating surveillance from the shadowed recesses a few rows away.
Myron’s characteristic gentleness had evaporated completely, replaced by a gaze that pierced Brandon with arctic hostility, every glance promising retribution for sins yet to be acknowledged.
Millie’s image appeared on the screen, leaving the entire crowd speechless with shock.
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Backstage, Daphne stared at the screen in disbelief, mumbling under her breath that there had to be some mistake. Social media exploded in real-time.
People who had just been shouting insults were now frantically denying what they saw, picking apart every detail in search of something to disprove it.
“This has to be a setup! Millie and Serena clearly reached some kind of deal!” For some, this was the only explanation left to cling to.
But Seville sprang into action. “Haha, we’ve waited for this, pretending, enduring, just for the perfect reveal!”
Without hesitation, he instructed his team to kick off an all-out pushback.
“There’s no scam! Millie and Serena are one and the same! And let’s not forget, Brandon donated millions at auction, and he’s her husband! You see? He was using their money, so she did contribute!”
“Exactly! And all that talk about sleeping her way to the top was baseless. Serena’s ranking came from pure talent, not some shady deal!”
“Every accusation was part of a smear campaign. Serena’s achievements were earned fair and square!”
“The tables have turned. Everything’s changed now!”
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