Chapter 396

Chapter 396:
Among the guests attending the recording, all were music professionals or experienced contestants—except for Vivian, though most assumed she was, too.
Now, as Serena performed, people exchanged looks. Some couldn’t help glancing at Daphne.
Daphne clenched her jaw but sat upright, trying to appear unshaken.
Even if Serena’s performance was brilliant, it wouldn’t change the public backlash. The scandal was too big. She would still be disqualified and rejected.
At least, that was what Daphne told herself.
Still, somewhere deep inside, she felt a small sense of relief that the charity fraud allegations had ruined Serena’s chances.
On stage, the woman in the plaster mask kept singing.
Her movements shifted fluidly from one dance style to another, like a statue newly brought to life, experimenting with all possible artistic forms.
There was chaos. Beauty. A fusion of styles that defied labels.
As the music built, she lifted the microphone, which resembled a sculptor’s chisel, toward her own mask—the only part of her body still uncarved.
The audience held its breath.
For a month now, speculation about Serena’s real identity had stirred conversation online.
Heavenly Melody only accepted performers under the age of twenty-five.
Yet, despite endless searching, no one had been able to match Serena’s voice, talent, or style to anyone in that age group. This was especially surprising given the intense scrutiny she faced after her explosive third stage performance.
Her musical skill was undeniable. Her stage presence, unmatched. Even when rumors spread during the fourth round that Evans Entertainment was backing her, her talent shut them down.
And now, this mysterious Serena pointed the chisel-shaped microphone at her mask.
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Those who had once been chanting for her disqualification fell silent, staring at the stage.
“Ding!”
A sharp, clear sound echoed—the sound of the sculptor’s chisel.
A small piece of plaster fell from her chin, revealing her red lips.
The audience finally remembered to breathe—only to hold their breath again.
In the judges’ section, Vivian’s fingers clenched tightly.
She didn’t understand what Serena was trying to do.
Even if she showed her face, how would that change anything?
Vivian and Oakley had gone over everything multiple times. On the day of the charity auction, Serena’s bid number hadn’t been used at all.
They had even explored the far-fetched scenario of Serena and Charles being secretly married, which might’ve made his purchase count as hers.
But Oakley had checked. Charles was still legally single.
Even if they had married afterward, they could easily twist the story and call it a cover-up.
Vivian’s phone buzzed. Latest content published on ⓝovelFind.net
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