The reality of this stark reversal sent Phyllis’s head spinning, and Jenna, overwhelmed by humiliation and distress, quickly ushered her mother towards their car and climbed in.


    It took Phyllis a moment to piece it all together as they sat in silence.


    “Madisyn is Madi?”


    Jenna’sposure broke, tears streaming down her face.


    “Yes, Mom.


    I don’t know how she ended up being Madi, and she’s the reason I was expelled!”


    Phyllis felt her head reel even more.


    Madi was a legendary name in the dance world, a symbol of excellence.


    If Madisyn was indeed the renowned Madi, the Chapman family could have reveled in her sess and gained considerable prestige.


    “Madisyn is so odd.


    Why would she keep her identity a secret? She could have brought so much prestige to the Chapman family.


    ” Jenna sobbed harder.


    Disdain flickered in Phyllis’s eyes, her voice dripping with contempt.


    “This bitch, she just doesn’t want the Chapman family to shine, does she? Ungrateful, that’s what she is.


    Even if she is Madi, so what? If she doesn’t ce well in the internationalpetition, she’ll only end up aughingstock!”


    The stakes were high; the entire nation was focused on thepetition, and Phyllis believed that the higher one climbed, the harder they fell.


    Jenna blinked, absorbing her mother’s harsh words.


    Meanwhile, in an upscale restaurant, a group awaited Madisyn’s arrival, their anticipation palpable.


    “You should have started without me,” Madisyn said apologetically.


    “How can we eat without you! Madisyn, you’re so brilliant! I can’t believe you’re Madi.


    I’m going to be bragging about this for ages!”


    Waylon eximed, his voice full of excitement and pride.


    “Well, you’d better eat.


    Can’t you see Madisyn wants to keep a low profile?” Without waiting for a response, Dane yfully shoved a piece of carrot into Waylon’s mouth.novelbin


    Waylon pouted, but still epted the food.


    Lynda offered some food to Madisyn.


    “Madisyn, I’ve had the wrong idea about you before.


    If you ever need help, just let me know.


    Also, the selections for the internationalpetition are out.


    You and Kristine made the cut, along with the runners-up in thepetition.


    There’s still some time to gear up-I’m eager to see what you’ll bring to the stage.


    ”


    The topic hung heavy in the air, and Madisyn simply nodded, absorbing Lynda’s words.


    “Of course, don’t stress too much.


    Just do your best,” Lynda added reassuringly.


    “Okay,” Madisyn replied, her voice steady.


    Kristine, observing the encouragement Madisyn received, clenched her fork tightly and gritted her teeth in silence.


    As the Johns family finished their dinner and returned home, Madisyn’s phone buzzed.


    It was a message from Andrew.


    “I’m waiting for you at the gate.


    ”