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“This is disappointing. I really believed Bella would take first place.”
“Mafelen must have pulled some strings. This can’t be fair.”
“Ugh! I can’t stand Mafelen!”
The discontent and frustration of the netizens were palpable. As Kristine scrolled through the comments, a smug smile curled her lips.
Meanwhile, across town, others were just as pleased as Kristine. The Chapman family had also heard about Isabella representing Lorpond in the competition. Over the past few days, Phyllis’s mood had been unpredictable, and Eliza suspected that Phyllis might be regretting her decision to cut ties with Isabella.
Though Eliza hadn’t been with the Chapman family for long, she knew how much they valued fame and status. If Isabella won first place in an international competition and brought glory to the country, Phyllis would likely be eager to reconnect with her immediately. This thought left Eliza feeling uneasy, a sense of dread lingering over her.
But when news broke that Isabella had been in a car accident, Eliza felt an unexpected wave of relief. She noticed that Phyllis’s earlier tension had vanished, and Phyllis was once again showering her with the same attention as before. Eliza’s fears eased, and she felt more secure.
That evening, as the two sat down for dinner, the conversation inevitably turned to Isabella.
“I wonder how Isabella is doing, and whether she’s been found yet. The international competition is over, and I was really hoping she could win the championship and bring honor to our country,” Eliza remarked, her voice laced with a carefully crafted concern.
Phyllis, while pouring soup into Eliza’s bowl, couldn’t hide the irritation flickering in her eyes. “She’s always like this—crumbling when it matters most.”
Phyllis had once entertained the idea of proudly declaring Isabella as her former daughter if Isabella had brought home the championship. It would have elevated the Chapman family’s standing significantly. But with Isabella now missing, Phyllis felt a sting of embarrassment for even considering that possibility. To her, Isabella had proven herself to be nothing but a disappointment.
“There’s another possibility,” Phyllis continued, her tone dripping with contempt. “Maybe Isabella’s so-called talent was a sham from the start. Perhaps she’s not as skilled as everyone thought, and she’s hiding out of fear—afraid to compete and be exposed as the fraud she is.”
“I don’t think Isabella would do that,” Eliza said. She paused for a moment, then added softly, “But it is strange. If I were Bella, I’d be promoting myself everywhere.”
Phyllis, catching Eliza’s meaning, felt even more convinced that Isabella was a fraud.
At that moment, Phyllis’s phone buzzed with a WhatsApp notification. She glanced at the screen and saw it was from a gossip-loving woman in her social circle.
“Hey, wasn’t Isabella your daughter before? Phyllis, she’s amazing. I can’t believe she’s actually Bella!”
Phyllis’s brow furrowed as she read the message. Was this woman seriously behind on the news? Without wasting time, she quickly typed back, “We’re not connected anymore.”
The response came almost instantly. “How could you let go of such an exceptional daughter?”
Phyllis’s irritation flared up, taking the comment as a pointed jab. She quickly replied, “She’s not my biological daughter. She found her real family, so we’ve cut ties. Please don’t bring this up again.”
The gossip lady’s next message popped up. “Alright, but what a loss. If I had a daughter like that, I’d never let her go.”
Phyllis’s eyes narrowed. Was this woman trying to push her buttons? With a sharp intake of breath, she fired back, “I said, don’t bring it up again.”
Satisfied with the abrupt end to the conversation, Phyllis tossed her phone aside, trying to shake off the irritation that clung to her. She turned back to her meal, though the food suddenly tasted bland.
Dinner done, she flipped on the TV, more out of routine than anything else. The news channel flickered to life. Neither Phyllis nor Eliza liked watching the news. They were ready to skip it and maybe find a movie instead, when the anchor’s voice cut through the room with unexpected news.
“The international dance competition has just concluded, and our country’s contestant has won the championship.”
The news report froze Phyllis and Eliza in place, keeping them from changing the channel.
They were utterly bewildered.
Someone from their country had actually won the championship?
Everyone knew Rosaline and Gerard were knocked out in the second round, so who else could have possibly won?
Isabella? But wasn’t she supposed to be missing?
Confused, Eliza and Phyllis kept watching TV, only to see a few images flicker onto the screen. A woman stood on the stage, exuding an ethereal beauty, like a goddess who had just graced the earth. The screen also showcased a video of the award ceremony with the anchor’s commentary:
“For the first time in five years, our country has triumphed in the international dance competition. Isabella Patton’s exceptional performance stunned the audience and sent shockwaves through the National Dance Association of Mafelen. The National Dance Association of Mafelen, desperate to ensure victory for their own dancer, resorted to every shady trick in the book, even trying to kill Isabella. All of their underhanded maneuvers have been meticulously documented. Anna Murray’s teacher, who had orchestrated the car accident, has been taken into custody. Meanwhile, Will Simmons, a judge from Mafelen, faced expulsion from both the competition and the association for his blatant favoritism toward his own country’s contestant, leaving his once-stellar reputation in ruins.”
This was a seismic upheaval, the likes of which had never been seen before.
The National Dance Association of Mafelen had long been infamous for its corruption—a fact well-known but seemingly insurmountable. Yet, Isabella not only clinched the championship but also swept the competition clean of its tainted practices. She was simply radiant.
But Eliza felt as if her eyes had been pierced with daggers.
Could that truly be Isabella?
Eliza couldn’t believe it, so she took another look.
It truly was Isabella.
Eliza was hit by a wave of dizziness, her head spinning as if she might faint on the spot.
Isabella had actually soared to such dizzying heights.
Eliza had never dreamed she’d be bested by the daughter of two farmers. It must be because of Isabella’s upbringing as a child. Had she been raised in the Chapmans’ home, she might have claimed the title of international champion herself.
Eliza’s jealousy was so intense that she nearly bit through her own lip.
Phyllis, jolted from her initial daze, quickly reached for her phone. A glance online revealed that, just half an hour earlier, the news of Isabella’s championship victory had already swept across the internet, with everyone joining in the celebration.
The gossip woman who had chatted with Phyllis earlier wasn’t mocking her; she genuinely envied her.
Phyllis felt a sudden, constricting pressure in her chest. What had she said?
Damn it!
Noticing a chat group buzzing with activity, she swiftly tapped on it to find out what was being discussed.
“Is Isabella truly that extraordinary? She won the championship. My God, she’s remarkable. If I had a daughter like that, I’d be over the moon.”
“I heard she was once Phyllis’s daughter. I never would have guessed that Phyllis had had such an exceptional child.”
“Indeed, Isabella is absolutely remarkable, bringing glory to our nation. I was captivated by her from the very first moment I laid eyes on her.”
Everyone was singing Isabella’s praises and genuinely envying Phyllis.
Just then, the woman who had chatted with Phyllis earlier appeared. “Oh, stop it. If you keep going on about it, Phyllis will get upset.”
“Why would she get upset? Isn’t this something to celebrate?”
The woman replied, “Isabella isn’t Phyllis’s biological daughter; she’s already gone back to her birth parents.”
“But Phyllis has brought her up. That bond still makes Isabella Phyllis’s child.”
The woman replied, “I’m not sure why, but Phyllis doesn’t seem keen on discussing it. I offered my congratulations, but she wasn’t exactly thrilled. Perhaps their relationship isn’t as close as one might think.”
The woman even went so far as to share her chat log with Phyllis afterward.
Everyone fell into stunned silence after reading it, wondering if Phyllis had lost her mind.
How could Phyllis fail to cherish such an extraordinary daughter?
Anyone else would be thrilled to have Isabella.
From that moment on, the conversation took a distinctly sarcastic turn.
“Phyllis’s biological daughter must be so extraordinary that Phyllis barely values her former one.”
“How did Isabella manage to locate her biological parents so swiftly? How I wish I had adopted her myself.”
“If Phyllis doesn’t care for Isabella, she could always pass her on to me. I have a soft spot for kids who can dance.”
Every word dripped with scorn and derision for Phyllis.
Phyllis’s breath came in shallow, rapid bursts, and a sharp ache gripped her chest.
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