Chapter 32
Channing chuckled while shaking his head. "You think we're that stingy? Two first-place winners means they each get three million dollars. Splitting the prize would be ridiculous."
I breathed a sigh of relief.
On stage, Fiona was already interacting with the audience, her flirty smile and sweet voice winning them over effortlessly.
On the other hand, I stood there awkwardly, hoping the host would hurry up and announce the awards. Thankfully, he soon arrived.
The host stood between Fiona and me, smiling. "Now, I'd like to announce that these two contestants have tied for first place, and they will each receive—"
"Wait!"
A deep, commanding voice suddenly erupted from the audience. My heart instantly froze.
It was Zane's voice.
I turned my head mechanically, scanning the crowd, and there he was. A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows in the back. Zane's expression was cold, his presence radiating danger.
I stood there, stunned, as a chill crept up my spine. My hands clench
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