Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 220

As she began to mentally prepare herself for the stage, she could already picture the moment she would be crowned the youngest champion in the international dance competition.

“It’s been a minute already.

If Madisyn from Lorpond doesn’t show up in the next two minutes, she’ll be considered to have forfeited,” one of the judges called out from below the stage.

The atmosphere grew even more charged, with everyone’s eyes fixed on the stage.

They were waiting to see what would happen next.

“It looks Like Madisyn won’t be showing up,” the host declared as he stepped back onto the stage.

But then, a sudden blur of motion caught everyone’s attention.

A figure streaked across the stage from the side-so swift and fluid that no one could quite grasp how she moved.

It was as if a beam of silver moonlight had pierced through the dark, instantly igniting a spark of hope in the audience’s eyes.

It was Madisyn.

She had arrived, just in time, barely within the two-minute deadline.

The host, stunned, had no choice but to retreat and make way for her performance.

The judges from Mafelen exchanged surprised glances.

They had heard that Madisyn had been caught in a car accident-how had she managed to show up now?

Backstage, Anna’s gaze locked onto the display screen, her eyes widening in shock as if she had seen a ghost.

Beside her, Bill frowned deeply before letting out a derisive laugh.

“This Madisyn, she’s really cunning.

She kept quiet about her situation just to throw us off, then swoop in at the last second to catch us off guard.

”

Anna’s hands clenched into fists, tension coiling in her chest.

Sensing her unease, Bill leaned in, whispering reassurances.

“But don’t stress.

We’ve got Plan B.

Remember, we’ve worked hard to get five of our dancers onto the judging panel-only we know the lengths we’ve gone to for this situation.

This championship is yours, without a doubt.

”

Anna’s eyes Lowered, her long lashes casting shadows over her cheeks.

A heavy weight settled in her heart.

She had wanted to win fair and square.

Would Madisyn’s performance outshine hers?

Bill, noticing Anna’s continued unease, tried to bolster her confidence.

“Alright, Anna, don’t worry.

I know you are a strong and independent woman.

The dance I gave you was crafted by the best in the industry, tailored just for you.

Madisyn doesn’t stand a chance against that.

”

Anna nodded, feeling a flicker of reassurance as she looked back at Madisyn.

Madisyn took center stage, clad in a silver-white dress that seemed to be made of moonlight itself.

Her figure was flawless, like a sculpture carved by a master.

As the lights bathed her in their glow, every strand of her hair shimmered, and every movement she made seemed to cleanse the very souls of the audience.

Then, the music began to play.

Madisyn’s movements were a spellbinding blend of grace and precision, holding the entire audience in thrall.

In that moment, she wasn’t just dancing-she was gliding like a fairy across the stage, every step a testament to her skill and elegance.