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    Jordyn stood in stunned silence. Sadie’sposed demeanor only deepened the humiliation. She offered no further exnation—just a steady, knowing gaze. And that, more than anything, shattered Jordyn’s resolve and herposure cracked.


    “You’re a fraud!” she screeched, her voice shrill with desperation. “Aplete fraud! There’s no way you’re Sandra!” A storm of resentment churned within her. Everything she had schemed for had just copsed into nothing.


    Sadie exhaled lightly, stepping past her, but Jordyn wasn’t finished. In a sh, she grabbed Sadie’s wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?”


    Sadie’s brows knitted together, irritation flickering in her gaze. With a firm tug, she freed her arm from Jordyn’s grasp, her tone cold.


    “Let go.”


    Jordyn recoiled, almost toppling over. Her voice wasced with spite as she confronted Sadie. “You’re not blind. Three years ago, you climbed thedder by sleeping with Wall. And here you are, still entwined with him, even pulling strings to secure a deal with Wall Group. You im to be Sandra? You think you’re fooling anyone? You’d be a joke if this got out!”


    Sadie’s response was a scornful smirk. “Really, Jordyn, who do you think you are? You think you have any right to lecture me?”


    Seething, Jordyn found herself speechless with fury. Without another word, Sadie turned to leave.


    “You’re not going anywhere!” Jordyn stepped in front of her, blocking her path. “You can’t parade here pretending to be Sandra. You’reing with me to themittee!”


    Sadie’sugh was cold and dismissive as she ceased to engage. She gestured to the security guards nearby.


    “Escort her out.”


    Two guards in ck swiftly approached, each taking hold of Jordyn by an arm. Jordyn struggled and shouted, “Let me go! Do you know who I am? I’m a designer at Wall Group! Touch me, and you’ll regret it!”


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    The security team ignored Jordyn’s protests, forcibly removing her from the premises without hesitation.


    Outside, the glow of neon lights and the noise of the bustling crowd filled the air. Jordyn found herself roughly dumped on the curb, her appearance disheveled, her dignity wounded.


    As she red back at the illuminated entrance of the venue, fury and resentment surged within her.


    From the doorway, Sadie observed as Jordyn was forcibly removed, maintaining aposed expression. After a moment, she returned inside.


    Calm settled over Sadie. She had foreseen Jordyn’s disruption and was well-prepared.


    Meanwhile, the host took the stage.


    “Wee to Vision sh,dies and gentlemen!” The host’s voice, filled with excitement, echoed across the room. “And now, please wee the chief judge of tonight’s event—Sandra!”


    As the spotlight shifted to the side entrance, the audience’s attention followed, filled with eager anticipation. Sadie emerged gracefully from backstage.


    A hush fell over the crowd momentarily, then it erupted into thunderous apuse.


    Sadie’s design department colleagues were stunned, their expressions of disbelief in for all to see. Sandra was actually Sadie? How could this be possible?!


    Noah upied a seat in the front row, his intense eyes slightly narrowed, his focus unyielding as he watched Sadie on stage. She shone brilliantly, her presence even moremanding than it had been three years prior. Back then, she had always appeared slightly reserved around him, her demeanor tinged with deference.


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