The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Disqualified

“Don’t say that!” Amelie widened her eyes and said, “We want you to be safe and sound.”

It was rare for Rex to come back. So everyone stopped sleeping and sat in Amelie’s bedroom to chat. It was not until dawn did they reluctantly walk Rex out of the door.

After returning to the bedroom, Amelie was no longer in the mood to sleep. She wrapped herself with a blanket and started to study the recent tide of public opinion on the computer.

Amelie read the comments one by one and couldn’t help but rub her temples.

Fortunately, everything was under control now. And Mckenna’s statement made it even more credible.

Those who had been talking shit had all shut up. Now there were only some shippers active on Twitter.

Amelie smiled. Sometimes, these netizens were quite lovely.

Ring.

Who texted her so early in the morning?

After unlocking her phone, Amelie saw that it was a message from Mckenna.

“Ms. Mullen, I know that you’ve been very troubled in the past two days. But I hope that we can still work well together.”

She had put efforts into hiding it and making herself sound light–hearted in the voice message.

However, Amelie could still feel how helpless Mckenna, a soft–spoken woman, was.

Amelie sighed. She did not like dealing with people, but she still replied to the message out of courtesy.

After all, Mckenna had helped her a lot with this thing.

“I’ll need your help with many things in the future. Thank you in advance.”

Today was the day of the finals, but the Byron family, who had always been happy, was now depressed.

“Lamont, are you not eating at home?”

Macey glanced at Leila, who had a pleading look, and called out to Lamont, who was about to leave.

Does it have anything to do with you whether I eat at home or not?

Lamont’s handsome face immediately clouded over.

Last night, he drank some alcohol, so he took a walk outside. But Leila started to cry and say that he did not love her. anymore.

Funny. Did he ever love her?

What he hated the most about her was her self–righteousness.

Today, Sylvia was the only one in Prosperity Global who would take part in the contest. No matter what, he had to make her get first place.

Thinking of this, Lamont could not help but quicken his pace.

“Feeling alright? Don’t be too nervous. Just treat it as a game.”

Sitting in her chair, Amelie smiled. Her slightly curly hair was tucked behind her ears. Her earrings, which had real purple diamonds on them, were swinging gently.

“Since Amelie says so, Akira and I will just enjoy it.”

Last night’s dinner had made them so much closer. Luciana even went one step further and started to call her by her name.

Fortunately, Amelie did not care about these things.

“Okay, then you guys get yourselves prepared backstage. I will go and meet the other four mentors.”

With that, Amelie stood up and left. Her graceful figure was wrapped in a long white dress, which was quite unusual because she normally wore black.

Lamont?

Amelie pushed open the door and instantly saw a familiar figure hurriedly turn and walk toward the end of the corridor.

If she remembered correctly, it should be Sylvia’s dressing room.

It seemed that some people were anxious.

Amelie smiled and walked straight to the front desk.

“Sylvia.”

Lamont pushed open the door to Sylvia’s dressing room without knocking.

“Mr. Byron!”

Who would have thought that Sylvia was changing her clothes? At this moment, half of her shoulder was exposed.

“Sorry.” Lamont coughed awkwardly and hurriedly left the room. However, he ran into Leila who had followed him all the way here!

“Who is inside?”

When Leila saw him come out with a red face, she felt a rush of jealousy.

She pushed Lamont out of her way without hesitation and kicked open the tightly closed door.

“Ah!”

Sylvia, who had been startled twice in a row, could not help but scream.

“Bitch! How dare you seduce my man! Bitch!”

Seeing that Sylvia was half–dressed, Leila slapped her hard in the face without bothering to think for one second.

“You dress like a slut! You are young but so shrewd. You’re ignorant of what you should do and what you shouldn’t do at a time like this, but you are so good at seducing men…“. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Dirty and vicious words shot out of Leila’s mouth like bullets. Her loud voice and fierce expression were completely inconsistent with her image as a gentle and sophisticated woman.

The commotion soon drew the staff of the show here.

When Amelie and the others arrived, they saw Sylvia, her clothes messy and her face swollen, and Leila, who had a defiant look

“Leila! Enough!”

Anger washed over Lamont. He felt like shit.

His last trump card was also destroyed by this woman.

“How is it? Are you alright?” Amelie noticed that Sylvia’s costume was messed up. She immediately took off her shawl and draped it over her.

Leila stood there with her hands on her waist. She raised her voice to defend herself, “It was because this woman seduced Lamont!”

Slap.

This time, Lamont did not hesitate to slap this idiotic woman to the floor.

“What the fuck are you saying?”

At this moment, Manuel finally arrived.

As soon as he saw Sylvia, he shook his head. “Pity. You can’t participate in the finals looking like this. What a pity…”

Hearing this, Sylvia, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up and grabbed the director’s sleeve. “Please! Can you give me a chance? I can do it. I am alright.”

However, everyone could hear that her voice was extremely hoarse.

Amelie frowned slightly and moved Sylvia’s hand away from her neck.

There was a glaring blue and purple bruise.

Obviously, it was Leila’s doing.

“Sorry, there is nothing we can do about it. If it is just a small wound, it can be covered with makeup. But… Well, come back next time. You’re a brilliant artist.”

Manuel waved his hand and left the room, despite Sylvia’s earnest begging.

She slumped to the ground, tears slowly flowing down her cheeks. With indignation in her eyes, she stared fixedly at the closed door.

The finals were about to begin. He did not have time to waste on her. To keep the schedule, they had to find a substitute at once.

Amelie lowered her head slightly and pondered. The fourth in the semi–finals seemed to be from Starry Sea Entertainment as well.