Seizing the moment, Trevor rose and grabbed the microphone.


    “Yes, she is indeed Madi!”


    The revtion struck the audience like a thunderbolt, sparking a new wave of excitement.


    The confirmation of Madisyn’s identity as Madi reverberated throughout the crowd, amplifying their shock despite their prior suspicions.


    Her low-profile existence had kept her face obscured from many, yet her reputation as a prodigious talent was undeniable.


    “She’s truly a marvel—a rare gem in Lorpond!” an emotional audience member eximed, on the verge of tears.


    “Madi’s youth and talent could bring huge glory to Lorpond, something we’ve not seen on the global stage for ages!” another added, awestruck by the revtion.


    “Whoever questioned Madi’s ability, what a fool!” someone scoffed.


    “To think that the National Dance Association’spetitions aren’t fair-ridiculous!”


    While the crowd buzzed with excitement and admiration, Kristine and Jenna were left in a state of bewilderment.


    Madi?


    Madisyn was Madi?


    Jenna could barely process the truth as disbelief turned to dread.


    She stood isted, the weight of mocking gazes bearing down on her, herplexion ghostly pale, her body beginning to quake with the realization of her grave error.


    “Jenna, you expressed doubts about the judge’s integrity.


    ording to thepetition rules, you are hereby cklisted,” Trevor dered.


    This deration marked a pivotal moment.


    It wasn’t just a significant twist in thepetition, but a potential turning point in Jenna’s dance career.


    As the crowd’s taunts echoed through the hall, Jenna hurried away, her departure marked by overwhelming shame.


    Meanwhile, Kristine, who had also voiced doubts about Madisyn, remained seated, engulfed in anxiety.


    Her mind nked in the wake of the unfolding drama.


    Thepetition continued, with each subsequent performer seemingly driven to exceed themselves, each striving to impress Madi.


    Hourster, as the event drew to a close, Kristine was dered the winner.


    The moment she had dreamed of-basking in the spotlight, trophy in hand-finally arrived.


    Yet, any sense of triumph was gone.


    Her gaze fell on Madisyn, and the stark contrast between their achievements sank in.novelbin


    Kristine had won thepetition, yet Madisyn, younger and already serving as a judge, embodied a level of sess that felt unattainable.


    Kristine felt a sting of bitterness in her heart.