Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 102:

Jayden unwittingly adjusted his glasses and watched intently. The dance was nothing short of extraordinary.

As the dance ended, the hall erupted in enthusiastic applause.

“Is she really human? Incredibly, she possesses such skills.”

“Give me a month, and I still wouldn’t master a single one of her moves.”

“She should have won first place.”

The audience’s praise was overwhelming.

Surprise was evident on Will’s face. He knew Madisyn was talented, but he hadn’t realized just how exceptionally high her skill level was. He intended to embarrass Madisyn, but he ended up embarrassing himself. The young dancer, with her spontaneous performance, had outshone him.

“Judges, please give your scores,” Will called out at once. Most of the judges were from Mafelen. He was confident he wouldn’t lose!

The Mafelen judges quickly began their assessments. Looking at the paper in front of him, Jayden thought hard for a moment, then scored Madisyn a full score and Will an 8.

The other judges were stunned when they saw this.

“Jayden, have you lost your mind? We’re all from the same country!”

“I can’t let a talent like hers slip away!”

“You’re insane!”

Others muttered angrily, but there was little they could do. They planned to confront him after the event.

Their scores were collected by the host, who then announced, “Will Simmons wins!”

The outcome was as most had anticipated. How could the representatives from Mafelen let someone from Lorpond win?

Will glared at Madisyn with a malicious look. “Looks like you’re going to be expelled from the competition. You’re still young. Don’t be so presumptuous. You’re talented, but many are better than you.”

“Bullshit!” Rosaline couldn’t contain herself any longer and exclaimed. “You are deliberately bullying a foreigner. If this is what happens in the international competition, I refuse to participate again!”

Gerard’s expression turned grim. “This international competition should just be called the Mafelen Dancing Competition.”

Before they could say more, security guards approached them. “You’re disrupting the contest. Please leave the venue!”

“Is this how you all behave? Can’t you tolerate any criticism?” Rosaline shouted, her desperation evident. She struggled against the security guards’ grip but couldn’t free herself. Tears began to form in her eyes. Was this fair treatment for anyone?

As she was about to be escorted out, several bodyguards suddenly appeared and incapacitated the security guards as Andrew snapped his fingers.

Rosaline’s strength gave out, and she collapsed, while Gerard was visibly shaken.

At that moment, voices in various languages filled the air.

“We think Madisyn’s dance was superior!”

“Madisyn deserves first place!”

Support for Madisyn began to emerge from international spectators. They had been dominated by Mafelen for too long. They realized that if they didn’t seize this opportunity, Mafelen might continue to dominate future international dance competitions. The clamor grew louder.

The judges’ expressions turned sour. Will quickly gestured for the host to end the competition swiftly.

But before the host could speak, Madisyn addressed the Mafelen judges, “May I ask, what do you think is the most crucial aspect of dancing?”

“At this point, everyone’s dance skills are nearly identical. Since innovation is challenging, the most critical element is clearly the choreography,” Will said immediately.

These days, choreography was indeed deemed the most critical element.

“What do you think of your choreography then?” Madisyn inquired.

“It’s perfect. Anna’s performance was impeccable.”

“Who crafted Anna’s routine?”

“Her teacher.” Will looked towards the audience as Bill, Anna’s teacher, nodded in agreement.

Madisyn smiled. “Is that so? You praise your elite choreography, yet you don’t create any of the routines yourselves.”

Her statement stirred doubts among the crowd. A look of surprise appeared in Bill’s eyes. How did she know?

Madisyn glanced at Andrew, who was standing a bit away, and gave him a nod.

Andrew understood her signal and gestured to the bodyguards. The bodyguards immediately took out the copies of a document and distributed them to the audience. They even ensured each judge received a copy.

Bewildered, Will picked up the document and read it. A chill ran through him as he absorbed the contents. Bill leaned in to see and was stunned. The task he had posted on the Dark Site was actually taken by Madisyn. The dance was actually Madisyn’s creation?

His thoughts froze. At this moment, he realized he was doomed. The dance showcased by Mafelen had actually been crafted by someone from Lorpond.

Anna looked perplexed at first about the unfolding events but slowly grasped the situation from the reactions around her. She stared at Madisyn, struck with fear.

Madisyn stood tall and poised, her gaze indifferent, untouched by the chaos around her. Her self-assurance and aloofness radiated effortlessly. This was because she was truly formidable.noveldrama

Madisyn was the one behind the choreography of her dance!

A profound sense of humiliation overwhelmed Anna. Her face flushed deep red, her body quivering. She was convinced she would take first place, not knowing the dance she performed was created by a woman a few years younger than herself.

Previously, she had even openly expressed admiration for this woman’s choreographic skills.

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