Second Chance His Unending Love (Calista Hartwell) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Nicole tugged at Killian’s sleeve, her fingers trembling slightly as she searched his face for answers. The lines around his mouth were tight, his expression grim.

“Stop scheming. You don’t want to mess with these people,” he warned in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the scene below.

Nearby, Stephanie’s eyes narrowed into slits as she stared, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Killian, what on earth is going on? You need to talk to Olivia later. Make sure she hasn’t gotten mixed up with the wrong crowd. We can’t have our family’s reputation tarnished.”

Killian’s patience snapped. “Mom, enough with the speculation. Just stay out of it.”

Stephanie huffed, crossing her arms, “Well, as long as it doesn’t interfere with my grandson’s competition.”

“What’s going on?” Nicole muttered under her breath, her hpsforming a pout.

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Her mind raced through possibilities. Could it be that Calista had called for help while stranded, and by sheer luck, stumbled upon this military convoy?

It was the only explanation that made sense.

She lowered her gaze, composing herself before catching the eye of a popular influencer standing a few rows back. A subtle nod was all it took.

The blogger, Samuel Jones, immediately seized the opportunity. He turned toward the stage, addressing the host and Bradley directly.

“Mr. Ferrer, so what if the second-place contestant finally showed up? The competition was supposed to start at 8:50. It’s 8:56 now-she’s late!”

Bradley’s response was calm, almost detached. “As long as she arrives before nine, she’s within the rules.”

A mocking laugh escaped Samuel.

“Mr. Ferrer, if any other contestant were this late, would you show the same leniency?” He shook his head, a smirk

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on his face. “No wonder you’ve been stalling. It’s all about who she’s connected to, isn’t it?”

With that, he raised his phone, aiming it squarely at the judges’ panel.

He motioned for other influencers and journalists to do the same, broadcasting the scene live across multiple platforms.

In the age of self-made media, controversy was currenc

These bloggers knew exactly how to stir the pot, fueling drama to attract views. Their sharp, provocative remarks were designed to ignite outrage and drive engagement.

In the live chat, suspicions about Olivia’s identity erupted instantly.

[Must be nice to have connections. Is the winner already decided?]

[How shameless-showing up late with an entourage. Should she even be allowed to compete?]

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comments in real time.

Seeing the growing backlash, some parents seized the chance to eliminate competition. If one contestant were disqualified, their own child’s chances would improve.

“Mr. Ferrer, we all saw the vehicles downstairs. What’s Olivia’s background that she gets this kind of special treatment?” one parent called out.

Another voice joined in, louder and more demanding. you don’t give us a proper explanation, we’re pulling ou of this competition!”

“Pull out! We’re done here!”

The hall descended into chaos. Bradley narrowed his eyes, raising a hand to quiet the crowd.

“You’re questioning Olivia’s identity? Let me be perfectly clear. She is Killian Frost’s daughter and Austin Frost’s twin sister. Their family background has never been hidden-it’s listed plainly on the registration forms and publicly available. Isn’t that right, Mr. Frost?”

All eyes swung toward Killian.

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He felt the weight of the room’s attention, irritation simmering beneath the surface.

Bradley had deftly shifted the burden onto him, yet every word was undeniably true.

There was no way to deny it.

“Olivia is indeed my daughter. But I had no part in her arriving late,” Killian said, his tone measured.

A faint smile touched Bradley’s lips. “There you have it-straight from Mr. Frost himself. Olivia holds no extraordinary status. This competition treats every participant equally.”

His gaze shifted toward Nicole, lingering for a moment before moving on. “Olivia’s performance throughout this tournament has been documented. Her skill is evident, her moves noteworthy. I believe her lateness today was unintentional, and I will personally look into the matter. Once the investigation concludes, I will provide a full report.”

Nicole flinched under his stare, her eyes darting away.

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