A booming voice echoed from the grand stage:
"All participants, please assemble! It is now time for the prize-giving ceremony!"
A booming voice echoed from the grand stage:
Everyone instantly straightened.
The time had come.
David and Ethan exchanged a glance.
"Looks like we'll have to continue this later," Ethan said casually.
David nodded, his smile faint but genuine. "I'll hold you to that."
With that, they moved together toward the gathering crowd.
Selene followed silently behind them, her heart a storm of bitter emotions—but her face, as always, was flawless and composed.
As the crowd buzzed with excitement and anticipation, Ethan's mind was surprisingly calm.
Selene, meanwhile, was seething silently at being sidelined so thoroughly back then.
Now they've stopped, everyone has gathered around, she've lost her chance.
Her pride screamed at her to claw back Ethan's attention—but she gritted her teeth and endured.
Interrupting now would only make her look desperate.
