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    Misinterpreting their expressions, many guests began to gloat. The group who had ced bets against Christina looked particrly pleased, eager to see her fail.


    “Just look at those three maestros. They’re not giving her any recognition. It’s over for her now.”


    “No prizes for guessing whether they’d take her as their mentor.”


    “I thought there might be some twist, but I guess I was wrong.”


    “The more she bragged earlier, the worse it’ll be when she falls. This is priceless.”


    “If I were her, I’d be dying of embarrassment. It’s so humiliating.”


    Christina calmly took the microphone and nced at the three maestros, her lips curling into a faint smile. “I’ve finished ying. Are you ready to acknowledge me as your mentor?”


    Her boldness sent a wave of shock through the crowd. Gasps broke out, and people whispered that she must have lost her mind to go this far. Some could only hope things would not end too badly for her.


    Noticing that the three maestros remained motionless, Katie sneered inwardly. Christina really thought the world revolved around her. That delusion was about to shatter.


    “What now?” Yvonne whispered with mock concern. “The three maestros don’t look happy… Do you think Christina’s in trouble?”


    Lorraine rolled her eyes. “She brought this on herself. Did you miss how smug she was? Her downfall is about to begin.”


    The five who had wagered five million against Christina were practically buzzing with anticipation. They couldn’t wait to see her fall t on her face and then demand the money from her—publicly and mercilessly.


    Yet, up on stage, Christina stood poised, her expression serene, lips curled into a faint, knowing smile.


    Then, without warning, the three maestros rose and began striding toward the stage.


    The air grew tense. No one in the audience took their approach as a friendly visit. All eyes locked on them, certain a confrontation was about to explode.


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    “The show’s finally kicking off!”


    “Do you think she’ll be kicked out of the hall? I can’t wait!”


    “Serves her right. Arrogance alwayses back to bite.”


    “She should’ve stuck to household chores. Trying to steal the spotlight like this? She’s asking for it.”


    “No wonder Brendon dumped her. All style, no substance. Good riddance—I’m genuinely happy for him.”


    Just as the murmurs of contempt swirled around the room, somethingpletely unexpected happened. The aloof and untouchable young Prince stepped forward and, without saying a word, handed his phone to Christina.


    Christina took it calmly, typed something quickly, and returned it.


    The Prince read her message, and his eyes lit up. Then, before anyone could process what was happening, he closed the distance and threw his arms around her.


    The Prince was excited. Yes—Christina was the mentor he had long revered! Only his mentor, Tiana, could decode the unique phrase used between them. It was the Prince’s first time meeting Tiana face to face, and he was visibly moved, barely able to hold back tears.


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