Chapter 14 She Has the Upper Hand


    “Are you among the judgester?” Mnie asked.


    Stephen grinned mischievously. “Although | won''t be there, my uncle is here today. He''ll be handing you your pass. Does that


    make it more prestigious?”


    Mnie took a step back, not appreciating Stephen’s tone.


    Stephen did not linger further. He said, “Il should get going!”


    Stephen was the second young master of the Morgan Group, and his words must carry some weight when it came to selecting


    the


    contestants. Mnie’s open interaction with him made others envious.


    As Stephen left, mocking voices began to fill the air.


    “A cripple aiming for the socialite gathering? She must be deeply affected by her fiancé’s affair. It''s that or she’s lost her mind!”


    “| heard that Mnie used her charms to promote Lena in the past. Now, she’s gone all out for her own sake. Maybe there’s


    something between her and Stephen...”


    “Come on! Stephen wouldn''t even nce at her!”


    Mnie could not stand the ridicule any longer. She turned around and spilled her coffee all over that person.


    “Argh! What are you doing? I’m performing on stageter!”


    As the person was about to retaliate, Lena pretended to support Mnie and said, “It’s all because you started with the rude


    comments!”


    Lena turned to Mnie and said sweetly, “Mel, if you wanted to participate in the selection, you should have told me in advance.


    Why hide it from me? We''re as close as sisters. | would never snatch something you like. How about | withdraw from this


    competition?“


    The fakeness of Lena’s act filled the air.


    “Is this worth it, Miss Lena?” said Lena’s assistant in a regretful tone, cleverly following her lead.


    “Our rtionship has always been good. | wouldn’t want to ruin it over a mere contest. Besides, Mel is beautiful and wealthy.


    She’s a much


    more suitable candidate than me.”


    Lena skillfully yed the role of boosting Mnie’s confidence while subtly emphasizing her beauty and wealth. That further


    fanned the


    mes of jealousy among the crowd.


    Mnie grew impatient. She frowned and said, “Great! You’d better do what you said!”


    Lena was at a loss for words, realizing that Mnie still doubted her.


    As the people around them observed Mnie’s straightforward demeanor and Lena’s evasive attitude, they could not help but


    feel that


    Lena’s words were insincere.


    The atmosphere grew tense.


    Lena knew better than to push things further, so she found a quiet spot and sat down. She nced at the number on Mnie’s


    card. It seemed like there were quite a few digits on it. Lena could not help but smirk in secret.


    Even if Mnie knew Stephen, what did it matter? Stephen’s favor was based on the rtionship with Bryan’spany. Mnie


    was likely


    just a token gesture, and she would be ced at the end of the list.


    Just then, Lena’s assistant emerged from the venue, handing her the contestant number. As the onlookers nced over, it was


    evident that Lena was indeed a hot favorite for today. Others had waited for two hours and were handed contestant numbers


    toward the back of the line. However, as soon as Lena arrived, she was ced as contestant number two.


    However, Lena was not satisfied. She frowned and said, “Why am | not the first contestant?”


    Bryan had made all the necessary arrangements for her over the past few days. She was practically guaranteed a spot as long


    as there


    were no objections from the Morgan Group.


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    At that moment, the doors to the exhibition hall swung open. The organizer’s voice echoed through the room, announcing,


    “Contestant number one, please enter!”


    That caused amotion among the celebrities and socialites seated in rows. They looked around, wondering why they had not


    heard anything about who was assigned to be contestant number one. Even Lena, who was the center of attention a moment


    ago, only held contestant number two.


    Amid the sea of doubt and whispers, Mnie gracefully rose from her seat with her cane and confidently walked toward the


    stage. Her entry was met with visible surprise on everyone’s faces, especially Lena’s.


    “M-Mnie... She''s contestant number one?!”


    Mnie paid no attention to the chatter outside and calmly walked into the exhibition hall. She took the stage and greeted the


    judges.


    The reaction from the judges was far from weing.


    “Who is this? Ame person participating in a talent show? Are they mocking our organizingmittee?”


    Several judges in the audience were clearly unhappy, their sarcastic remarks audible even on stage.


    “Thank goodness Mr. Moore isn’t here,” one judge remarked, casting a worried nce at the empty seat at the center. “If Mr.


    Morgan’s assistant had been present, they would think we’re not taking this seriously for allowing a cripple to participate!”