Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 103:

However, the bitter irony was undeniable for Anna—the one who had crafted her dance was the Lorpond dancer she had always scorned.

Anna felt utterly crushed, tasting the bitter sting of failure for the first time.

The audience, who had been poring over the documents, reached the peak of their shock.

Just moments ago, they had pitied the tall, graceful young woman on stage; now, they were utterly astounded by her brilliance.

Madisyn had completely eclipsed all dancers from Mafelen.

“Madisyn is the real champion.”

“She’s a genius.”

“You’re using someone else’s choreography and still have the nerve to look down on her talent? How can you not feel ashamed?”

“Give the championship back to Madisyn.”

Meanwhile, Lynda and her companions were beside themselves with joy.

Madisyn had proven to be truly exceptional, her talent undeniable and her victory well-deserved.

Even the dance performed by Mafelen’s top dancer had been choreographed by Madisyn.

There was no doubt in anyone’s mind—this woman was the rightful champion. If she didn’t take first place, the entire dance world would cry foul.

Tears of joy welled up in Lynda’s eyes as she recalled the words she had spoken long ago: to win in Mafelen, they would need to display overwhelming skills.

And now, Madisyn had done just that.

With her breathtaking, formidable talent, she had made everyone believe in her rightful place as the true champion.noveldrama

Lynda smiled, her heart swelling with pride.

She could almost see the bright future of Lorpond’s dance world unfolding before her eyes.

Meanwhile, Anna felt increasingly uneasy as the crowd erupted in a mix of excitement and righteous anger. The courage to challenge injustice filled their voices, and the momentum was unstoppable.

Mafelen couldn’t withstand the public outcry this time.

Anna took one last, lingering look at the woman on stage. Madisyn’s delicate, beautiful face remained serene, exuding a calm authority, as if she had been born to wear the crown.

Without another word, Anna turned and left the venue.

She relinquished her claim to first place, acknowledging that it rightfully belonged to Madisyn.

Persisting would only drag her down further, making her a laughingstock.

Anna’s decision to withdraw was both unexpected and, in the end, understandable.

The authority of Mafelen judges had already crumbled, and if she continued to cling to her position, it would only bring more disgrace. By stepping down, she might still salvage some respect.

Just moments ago, Will, who had been so arrogantly confident, now looked utterly humiliated. The mocking and disdainful gazes directed at him were relentless, making him wish he could vanish from sight.

The host was caught in an uncomfortable position because he was also from Mafelen.

The competition’s director finally intervened, making the final call. “Anna has withdrawn from the competition, so everyone moves up one place.”

The host quickly relayed the decision. “With Anna’s withdrawal, the new champion is Madisyn, representing Lorpond.”

The audience erupted into thunderous applause, nearly shaking the very roof of the venue.

Tears of joy filled the eyes of contestants from various countries.

Even though Madisyn wasn’t from their homeland, they couldn’t contain their happiness.

The reign of Mafelen over the dance world had been broken.

This moment signaled a new era, one where the dance world would be fairer and more just.

Madisyn acknowledged the audience with a gracious nod, then turned to Lynda and her friends, her lips curling into a slight smile.

Lynda couldn’t help but mirror the expression, quickly snapping a photo of the moment.

Their very own Madisyn was number one.

Rosaline and Gerard were overwhelmed with joy, nearly fainting from the excitement.

Lorpond had secured the top spot, and their hearts swelled with pride.

Madisyn was now set to be a judge in the next international competition, representing Lorpond.

Andrew watched her, his eyes brimming with admiration and tenderness. For the first time in years, something in his chest stirred—his long-dormant heart was finally awakening to the thrill of emotion.

After accepting the award, Madisyn was swept up in a whirlwind of interviews, her poise and grace shining through each one.

Meanwhile, the judges from Mafelen were not in a good mood. Will’s actions had not only humiliated him but had also tarnished the reputation of all Mafelen judges.

Yet, Will refused to acknowledge his own wrongdoing. Back in the backstage meeting room, when someone reported that Jayden had given Madisyn a perfect score, Will’s temper flared. He turned to Jayden, slapping him across the face.

“We’re all from Mafelen, you traitor,” Will spat, his fury boiling over.

Jayden, his eyes blazing with anger, grabbed Will’s wrist. “I’m a dancer first.”

Will’s lips curled into a sneer, his tone laced with venom. “You’re nothing but a naive fool. You really think that dream of yours is worth more than our country’s honor? People like you have no place as a judge in international competitions. I’ll see to it that the president gets rid of you.”

The threat hung heavily in the air, given Will’s close ties to the president of the National Dance Association.

Given Jayden’s strong-willed personality, he was never particularly well-liked within the association.

Now, with this incident, it seemed inevitable that the president would fire him, making Jayden’s life considerably more difficult.

Jayden’s lips tightened, his expression growing darker.

If the association had sunk to such lows, maybe it was time for him to walk away.

This place no longer felt right for him.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, the door burst open, and the president’s assistant rushed in, breathless and visibly tense.

“Everyone, the situation with this dance competition has caught the attention of the former president and the association’s key investors. The president has been dismissed, and a new president has already been appointed.”

A new president?

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