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    “Is it truly you?” Allison’s voice quivered as she asked again.


    “It’s me,” Christina answered with quiet certainty.


    Allison rushed forward, wrapping her arms around Christina, sobbing with raw emotion.


    “I finally get to see you. Without you, I would never have achieved what I have. You are the reason I seeded.”


    Christina softly patted her back.


    “Your sesses from your own gifts and the effort you’ve poured in. You built your name yourself. I only offered a little guidance.”


    If Allison hadcked talent and vision, no advice could have carried her this far.


    Her sess was born mainly from her own perseverance.


    “No. In my heart, the credit belongs to you,” Allison insisted, her voice thick with emotion.


    While many were moved by their reunion, Ynda’s face twisted with defiance.


    “I don’t buy this! If she’s Allison’s mentor, then clearly Allison is biased in her judgment.”


    Ynda’s dream of bing Allison’s apprentice had been utterly shattered. Reckless with rage, she abandoned all restraint, letting her fury consume her.


    The Global Fashion Design Competition’s championship—the one she had been certain was hers—now rested in Christina’s hands. How could she ever swallow that?


    At that instant, Brendon froze, his gaze locked on Christina, wide and unblinking.


    Could Christina truly be the mentor of the world-renowned designer Allison?


    How could such a thing even be real?


    Just how many secrets had she kept hidden from him all along?


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    Brendon’s eyes darkened, and the fist at his side curled tight. His chest swirled with turmoil, threaded with the faint sting of regret.


    Had he been wrong to force that divorce upon her?


    A voice whispered in the recesses of his mind, tangled withplex emotions, asking who Christina really was.


    On stage, Christina remainedposed, untouched by either anger or shame in the face of doubt. Instead, she let a sly, defiant smile tug at her lips.


    “I am indeed Allison’s mentor,” she dered. “But Allison will never favor me just for that. Even if she weren’t here today, defeating you would still be effortless.”


    Her words thundered through the hall, and the live stream erupted.


    “Unbelievable! Christina is fearless andmanding! That’s how real talent speaks—with confidence!”


    “Christina will forever be my idol! She’s incredible! Who would’ve thought she was Allison’s mentor? A true genius!”


    “Genius? Don’t make meugh! She only scored perfectly because of her connections. I can’t stand people who climb on others’ shoulders. Without Allison’s backing, could she really beat Ynda? Not a chance!”


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