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“Are you saying you’re tired of me already?” Katie asked, her tone tinged with grievance.
“No, never. How could I ever be tired of you?” Ynda reassured her warmly. “As long as you want it, your brother and I will always take care of you. We’ll make sure you’re never wronged.”
“Ynda, you’re the best,” Katie whispered, deeply touched.
She never doubted Ynda’s sincerity and silently vowed to protect Ynda from harm, never allowing anyone to mistreat her.
“In my heart, you’ll always be my sister-inw. And if Brendon ever dares bully you, I’ll make sure he pays for it,” Katie dered firmly.
“Alright, but Brendon loves me too much to ever bear hurting me.” She spoke with full conviction. After all, how could a man who didn’t care for her go to such great lengths?
“Yes! I believe it too. Brendon would never let you down,” Katie said, her voice now filled with certainty, fully convinced her brother would never betray Ynda.
A few dayster, the second round of voting concluded. Ten contestants were chosen by votes, and another five were selected by the judges.
Despite being tangled in a giarism scandal, Christina still ranked first and advanced to the final round. The organizers had promised an exnation about the allegations, but no action was taken, allowing Christina to continue, which stirred outrage.
Katie, in particr, was furious. Behind the scenes, she incited others to flood the official website and the organizers’ ounts with protests. Though they were harshly criticized, the organizers chose silence. Supporters of Ynda dered that as long as Christina remained in thepetition, they would boycott the live broadcast. Even so, the organizers still refused to respond.
Before long, whispers of corruption spread online, specting about Christina’s powerful backers and hinting at secret ties between her and the organizers.
At the finals, Christina’s name was called. She stepped onto the stage. The host turned to her and announced, “Miss Jones, because of the giarism usations, the organizers have decided—in the spirit of fairness—you will be given a theme, and you must create a design draft live before the audience.”
The moment those words fell, Ynda’s supporters erupted in praise for the organizers.<fnf71e> Content originallyes from FιndNovel</fnf71e>
“I was wrong to criticize them. I thought they were shielding a giarist. I owe them an apology!”
“Hahaha! The organizers are geniuses! They’ve been waiting for this moment, letting her dig her own grave. Now everyone will see her exposed!”
“Brilliant move! She even had the nerve to hint on Twitter that others were stealing from her. But now her mask will slip!”
Backstage, Ynda read the livements with glee. Her heart swelled with satisfaction as Christina’s name was dragged through the mud. This time, she hoped Christina would fall so hard she would never be able to stand again.
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