Chapter 777
Chapter 777:
By 6:55, every seat in the venue had been claimed.
Front-row spots belonged to Myron, Alexia, Giffard, and Egbert. Napier took a seat closer to the stage, while Charles darted back and forth, double-checking every detail and barely stopping long enough to sit.
Sensing a shift, Myron glanced toward the aisle. Brandon sat quietly in his wheelchair as his assistant guided him forward, a briefcase-like safe box perched on his lap—the same one Giffard had handed him earlier.
The moment their eyes met, it was as if a silent storm raged between them. Brandon approached, finally stopping near Myron and the others. Once his assistant finished adjusting Brandon’s wheelchair, he slipped away, leaving Brandon on his own.
Elsewhere backstage, Millie was running through her final checks. A flutter of nerves danced in her chest, but after one last round of confirmations, she made her way toward the lift.
Stepping onto the platform, Millie braced herself for what was about to come. From backstage, the rumble of the crowd reached her ears. As the lift began its ascent, music filled the air and fireworks erupted in a burst of color.
Through a cascade of confetti, Millie stepped into the spotlight.
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A wave of excitement swept through the audience; cheers and shouts echoed all around. Brandon and Myron, locked in a silent standoff moments before, turned their attention to Millie at center stage.
Glittering confetti blanketed the platform, each piece catching the lights and casting a glow around Millie, who looked absolutely radiant in the center of it all. Standing tall, she beamed at the sea of faces, her smile alone enough to send fans into a frenzy.
“Millie! Millie!” The crowd’s chant rang out in perfect sync.
Millie’s eyes roamed over the packed venue, soaking in their energy, her chest tightening with emotion.
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Never before had she stood before an audience this massive, each person drawn here by her music and, more importantly, their affection for her.
The outpouring of support tugged at Millie’s heartstrings, leaving her eyes misty. Lately, she’d endured one trial after another, and being forcefully dragged away by Brandon had nearly pushed her to a breaking point.
Those recent days were a blur of anxiety and self-doubt, as if she’d become invisible in her own life. She existed in the world, yet every day felt hollow—nothing brought her happiness, only an ache she couldn’t explain. She moved through each day on autopilot, drifting around the city like a ghost of who she used to be. Her reality felt like a prison with invisible walls, every sensation tinged with a strange sense of unreality.
Tonight, though, the roar of the crowd rattled those unseen bars, breaking through the numbness and bringing her close to tears. Still, she pulled herself together and let the music guide her, stepping into the melody as the band kicked in.
The show opened with a high-energy number, the beat pounding and choreography sharp, electrifying everyone in the crowd. Every detail of the stage had been thoughtfully planned, and the song, selected with care, had been practiced over and over again. It should have felt routine. Yet, as she looked out and saw so many faces lit up with excitement, the moment felt completely transformed.