Chapter 35

Everyone burst into laughter.

Although the rankings had been announced, the event wasn't over yet; there were still some procedures to follow.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Christina carried the golden, heavy trophy that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds in her hands.

The trajectory of fate had quietly changed. In this life, she might be able to take control of everything.

Thinking of this, she raised her head high, a confident and radiant smile on her face, facing the crowd.

In the audience, a pair of eyes watched her.

She didn't care at all, glanced indifferently, raised her head, and accepted the flowers and applause.

Many audience members, organized by the hosts, ran up to the stage and handed her flowers.

"Congratulations, you're amazing."

"Thank you!" Christina nodded slightly.

This scene seemed to have played out countless times in her mind.

She looked up at the sky. They say that deceased children turn into stars. She hoped her Harper was still watching her, with the stars in the sky and the stars on the ground shining together.

"Come on, let's take a photo."

A reporter took out a camera.

Jennifer stood alone on the stage, with no one paying attention to her.

In the audience, William glanced at Bob beside him.

Bob walked up to the stage and approached Jennifer: "Mr. Cavendish wants to see you."

Jennifer held back her grievances and stepped off the stage.

Sitting next to William, she began to wipe her tears.

"They're targeting me. That Christina is so close to Mr. Fisher; she must have given him some benefits in advance."

William pressed his thin lips tightly, saying nothing.

"Mr. Cavendish, you have to help me."

Jennifer cried, "You must investigate thoroughly, cancel the competition results, and re-evaluate."

"Enough." William sternly stopped her.

Jennifer's expression froze.

"Mr. Cavendish, I..."

"This matter ends here," William said coldly.

Bob took out his phone: "Mr. Cavendish, the public opinion..."

Jennifer's face turned ugly, wanting to explain a few words.

But William didn't care at all: "I'll handle the reputation issue for you, but only this once."

"Mr. Cavendish, I knew you wouldn't ignore me." Jennifer stopped crying.

William looked up and coldly said to Bob: "Handle the follow-up matters well, and make sure today's incident doesn't get out. Prepare for the subsequent interviews."

Jennifer finally felt a bit more at ease.

Christina noticed the commotion below and glanced over indifferently.

Jennifer was indeed someone William favored. No matter how much trouble she caused, there was always someone to clean up after her.

But so what?

The road ahead, she would walk step by step!

Relying on herself, she would carve out a successful life.

The related reports would be suppressed, and Jennifer still accepted the post-competition interview.

In her words, she portrayed herself as very magnanimous and stated that she would keep working hard, believing that one day someone would see her brilliance. It was quite late when she finished.

When Christina came out, a group of admirers presented her with flowers.

"You're amazing, Christina. You're my idol. I'll strive to be like you."

"Thank you for your recognition. I hope you succeed too." Christina responded politely.

She had only walked a few steps, and her arms were already full of flowers. More people were trying to give her flowers, and she had to decline.

"Thank you all for your kindness, but I really can't hold any more."

People were a bit disappointed that she didn't accept the gifts.

But unexpectedly, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

"Christina, did you cheat?"

The voice was loud, causing everyone to turn their heads in surprise.

It turned out to be a few people causing trouble together.

Then a bouquet of thorny roses was thrown over. Fortunately, Christina dodged quickly and wasn't hurt.

"Did you steal Jennifer's award? How dare you accept flowers here!"

The situation was getting out of hand. Luckily, the venue's security personnel quickly rushed in and dragged the troublemakers out.

As they were being dragged out, they shouted crazily.

"I won't let you get away with this. I'll kill you, you bitch."

It was terrifying. Christina didn't expect there to be irrational fans of Jennifer. Her face turned a bit pale.

As it was getting late, Christina bid farewell to everyone and took a cab home.

As soon as she got out of the cab, a dark figure suddenly rushed out.

The commotion was loud, and she reacted immediately. Glancing sideways, she saw the dark figure holding a knife.

"Help, murder!"

She shouted while running away.

Perhaps because the area was a bit remote, there was almost no one around.

She couldn't outrun a strong man. In no time, the man grabbed her clothes, and the knife in his hand stabbed down.

She leaned back in fright, dodging the knife slightly. It only cut her clothes and didn't hurt her!

"What do you want?"

She questioned while retreating.

But she was already at a dead end, with nowhere to go. Just as Christina felt desperate, the sound of an engine roaring came from not far away.

Just as the man was about to pounce on her, a car suddenly rushed out and knocked the man down.

The driver controlled the force well, only knocking the man down without killing him. The man, still shouting, tried to get up.

Unexpectedly, the person in the car rushed out at this moment, throwing a punch that sent the man crashing to the ground.

Christina saw the knife fall to the side and quickly picked it up, holding it tightly in her hand.

Meanwhile, under the streetlight, she saw who had helped her and exclaimed in surprise, "Walter, is that you? You're back?"

He was Walter Cavendish, the son of the Cavendish family.

He had been abroad, but now he was back and had appeared to help her.

Walter didn't have time to respond. He threw a few more punches, knocking the man unconscious.

After finishing, he clapped his hands and stood up: "Hi, long time no see!"

"Long time no see. What are you doing here?" Christina asked in surprise. "Weren't you abroad?"

"I came back." Walter said with a smile.

"Does your family know?" Christina asked casually.

"No." Walter shook his head.

Christina asked, "Why didn't you tell them?"

"Because I wanted you to be the first to know." Walter smiled.

Christina was stunned for a moment. His words sounded a bit strange, but she didn't think much of it: "How did you know I was here?"