Chapter 297
A faint smile played on Evelyn Roland's lips, her eyes gleaming with quiet confidence.
"The evidence is right here." Her cool voice instantly silenced the entire venue.
All eyes locked onto the striking woman. Even Bianca Savigny stared at her mentor in stunned silence.
"Bianca has a severe allergy to stimulants. She would never use such substances."
The room erupted in chaos.
Bianca froze. She'd never heard of this allergy before. How did Evelyn know?
Before she could process it, Evelyn produced a medical certificate confirming the allergy.
"Who's to say that document isn't forged?" someone sneered from the crowd.
The blatant provocation made Evelyn's eyes narrow.
Just as she prepared to counter, Bianca stepped forward.
"Then I'll prove it myself." Her voice trembled slightly but held firm.
Evelyn's brow furrowed. Meeting Bianca's determined gaze, she gave a subtle nod.
A staff member quickly brought the injection.
The moment the needle pierced her skin, angry red welts erupted across Bianca's arm. Her breathing turned ragged.
Evelyn swiftly administered antihistamines before turning to face the crowd.
"Any more doubts?"
Dead silence.
Though vindicated, Bianca was still forced to withdraw from the competition.
Then Evelyn spoke again. "I'll take her place."
Gasps rippled through the audience.
The rules allowed substitutions, especially under extenuating circumstances.
"Pathetic performance," came a derisive chuckle from the shadows.
A hulking man stood there, surveying Evelyn with open contempt.
"Dominic, this..." His associate hesitated.
The man—Dominic Laurent—snorted, his disdain deepening.