Chapter 70

MADISON’S POV The brilliant stage glowed eerily as the conference hall's blinking lights flicked off the glossy marble floor. The air in the room was charged, a heady blend of expectation and cold ruthlessness. Tonight was the contest, not just another beauty contest. And I was present to prevail over everyone. I straightened the fragile lace on my sleeve; my fingers perfectly polished trembled a little as I balled them. I would not leave without a crown at the City Fashion Design Contest. Beside me, Michael's voice was sharp. My oldest brother was always my greatest advocate. His touch quietly rested on my shoulder, keeping me rooted. "Do your utmost and bring respect to the family. " Swallowing the stiffness in my neck, I nodded. "I promise I will not let you down. " My second brother Ethan crossed his arms as he let out a snort. His pointed jaw clenched, his face black with irritation. "Kimberly, that bitch. That traitor actually had the audacity to slap me. " Our area fell silent a