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    She strode toward the stage, her movements measured, her demeanor unshaken.


    The color drained from Garrett’s face as though he had seen an apparition. He nearly stumbled backward.


    “You—how… How are you here already?” His voice barely held together.


    Sadie’s gaze was frigid, her lips curling into a slow, dangerous smile.


    “You didn’t think I’d leave before setting the record straight, did you?” Without another word, she retrieved her phone and pressed y.


    A voice, unmistakably belonging to Garrett, echoed through the speaker. “It’s Mr. Noah Wall. He’s already determined that Vivi will take home the championship…”


    Garrett’sposure shattered. “No! Lies! It’s all fabricated!”


    In his desperation, he lunged forward, reaching for the phone, but Sadie sidestepped him effortlessly. He lost his bnce, toppling off the stage in an ungraceful heap.


    The room fell silent. Then, chaos erupted.


    “Oh my God! So it was rigged all along!”


    “Noah Wall from Wall Group? This is a massive scandal!”


    “Sadie was framed! She never giarized!”


    “This is disgraceful for the entire design industry!”


    Reporters went wild, cameras shing.


    They had just struck gold—this was the biggest expose of the year.


    The headlines would be explosive.


    Amid themotion, Nte quietly reentered the hall, nked by uniformed officers.


    The lead officer stepped forward.


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    “Who is Garrett Schultz?” His tone was authoritative. The crowd eagerly pointed toward the cowering man.


    Garrett opened his mouth, but no words came out.


    The officers wasted no time. Handcuffs clicked into ce. “We have received a report of assault. You’reing with us.”


    Panic consumed Garrett.


    “No! I don’t want to go to jail!” he screamed, struggling desperately, but resistance was useless.


    His cries dwindled as he was hauled out, leaving behind an audience still reeling from the spectacle.


    Once Garrett was taken away by the police, the remaining panel of judges found themselves in a tough spot.


    Atst, an older judge with silver-streaked hair hesitantly announced the verdict.


    Vivi was permanently barred from thepetition.


    Sadie was dered the champion.


    Yet, triumph felt hollow.


    She had secured the win, but at the cost of Alex’s injury.


    Turning to Stan, concern evident in her voice, she urged, “Go to the hospital and look after him. I’ll get changed and join you soon. Don’t worry, everything’s settled now, and I’ll be safe.”


    Though reluctant, Stan was more worried about his employer. “Miss Hudson, stay alert. Call me if anything happens—I’lle right away.”


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