Chapter 1169:


    Soon, it wasn’t just fans of two sides shing in the chat. More and more professionals in the field stepped forward, speaking up for Christina, backing her with their own voices and authority.


    Under Christina’s dazzling spotlight, Ynda simply faded into the background. Aside from a few loyal fans, almost nobody was paying her any mind.


    A few curious onlookers, tipped off by Christina’s supporters, took a moment to dig into who she was and came away stunned by the list of things she could do.


    “Holy crap! No way she’s human! How is she this good? It’s like there’s nothing she can’t do!”


    “I’m so jealous I’m literally speechless.”


    “If I, a nobody, could have even one of her titles, my life would be set.”


    “When she races, she’s a total knockout—I fell in love watching; now she’s my idol.”


    “She’s not just a shooting champ; she’s the racing legend Skybreaker, the piano virtuoso Tiana, and a boxer, and on top of that she’s a restoration expert so skilled that even Magnus Cruz learns from her!”


    “And now she’s showing unreal design talent. How can one life be so packed with awesome stuff? My soul is stunned. I’m crying from pure envy.”


    The livestream blew up, and Christina’s name rocketed back to the top of the trending chart with all her personas attached.


    At the mansion, Terrence lounged on the sofa, legs crossed, radiatingzy menace. His deep blue eyes glittered like sapphires, and a mischievous smile tugged at his mouth. A tablet rested in his manicured hand as his amused gaze stayed fixed on Christina on the screen.


    She was exactly the extraordinary woman he’d chosen. Terrence stared at her with a near-obsessive look; an aura of fierce aggression clung to him. When he sawments mocking Christina or fantasizing about marrying her, his brow tightened. His exotic, handsome face suddenly darkened, and a dangerous glint—pure menace—flickered in his eyes.


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    If any of them were standing in front of him, he’d shoot without blinking. To him, life was cheap—especially the lives of people he hated.


    Terrence called his men and ordered them to find and brutally punish the worst offenders who’d insulted Christina. As for the relentless suitors who kept talking about marrying her, they’d be dealt with too. If anyone took their plots offline, he’d end them.


    “Understood!” His men left with the orders.


    Terrence rose, grabbed a silenced pistol, and aimed it at a mannequin in the living room. A cruel grin twisted his mouth.


    “She’s mine—anyone who dares to covet her…”


    Before he finished the threat, Terrence squeezed the trigger and blew the mannequin’s head off.


    “Die!”


    His face went stone-cold, fury burning in his eyes. A chill of menace swept the room, the kind of murderous vibe that made skin crawl.


    Last time Dn escaped from death—next time he wouldn’t have that luck. Dn had to die.


    Back on the stage, Christina, chasing perfection, began sketching a third draft. By contrast, Ynda had only roughed out an outline. The five judges peered at her work, brows knitting as they exchanged disappointed shakes of the head. The skill gap between them was ring, and Ynda’s piece hardly looked like the handiwork of a national champion.


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