Chapter 287
Chapter 287:
Back when the Watson Group was undergoing its transformation, Millie had been his constant travel companion, following him from one destination to the next. With her by his side, the long days and uncertain nights never felt empty.
She had always been a force of light, brimming with energy, radiating endless hope.
“Brandon, we’ll make it,” she used to murmur softly in his ear. “No matter what, I’ll stay with you. We’ll climb to the top together.”
“I trust you,” she’d say with a bright smile. “So you have to trust me too.”
Brandon’s hands curled into tight fists as his thoughts slipped back to that night at the Moonlit Estate. Millie had stood there, fragile and tearful, her spirit dimmed like a flower left too long in the cold.
His fists trembled with tension as Serena lowered her instrument and gave a graceful bow to the crowd.
Brandon shut his eyes.
A wave of applause erupted, loud and unrelenting, like a thunderstorm crashing through the room. Everyone was clapping for her.
In just five minutes and thirty seconds—between costume changes and all—Serena had showcased an array of skills to perfection.
Beyond technique, she demonstrated her mastery of storytelling.
The host then stepped onto the stage as the lights came back on.
“Let’s give another round of applause to Serena for her wonderful performance!” the host called out, his voice filled with enthusiasm.
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The host turned to Serena, his eyes gleaming with admiration. “Serena, you never cease to amaze us. After your last performance, ‘Deep Sea,’ I couldn’t help but wonder what you’d do next. And now I know!”
Millie let out a soft chuckle as she took the microphone. “Thank you.” After a brief exchange, it was time for her to make her final appeal to the audience.
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Millie didn’t perform further. What she had just delivered was already more than enough, and her body was exhausted.
“Thank you, everyone—those here with us and those watching from different parts of the world. Today marks the fourth round of Heavenly Melody, and I wouldn’t have made it this far without your support and the hard work of the entire team.” Millie maintained a flawless smile, which only grew warmer when she caught a glimpse of Vivian’s sour expression on the judging panel.
“I’ve heard some unfavorable rumors about me, but I believe that talent speaks louder than baseless rumors. So, if you loved what you saw, please cast your vote for me!”
With that, she gave another deep bow.
Sweat mixed with streaks of makeup trickled down her face and fell to the stage floor, shimmering under the lights. It was a reflection of her hard work and sincerity.
She didn’t need grand words or flowery speeches—just the truth. Millie understood that the audience here wasn’t allowed to use their phones, so they might not be aware of the online rumors circulating.
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