Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 290

Clara gracefully lifted the hem of her gown and walked up the steps, her presence absolutely breathtaking.

Her icy gaze swept past Seraphina's horrified face before she turned to the host and the judging panel, offering a flawless, apologetic smile. "I am so sorry. I felt a bit unwell just now and had to step into the restroom. I deeply apologize for delaying everyone's time."

With that, she bowed deeply to the audience, radiating absolute sincerity.

Seeing this, the murmurs in the crowd instantly died down. After all, everyone had physical emergencies sometimes.

The judges softened slightly. "In the future, you must inform a staff member if something like this happens!"

Anna Vaught frowned slightly, but being a woman herself, she sympathized with sudden health issues.

"Don't let it happen again. Now, let the competition resume!"

Clara thanked them and stepped onto the stage. As she brushed past Seraphina, she shot her a glacial, piercing glare.

Seraphina's eyelashes fluttered wildly. Her entire body went rigid. A second later, her brows snapped together as she stared at Clara in pure, unadulterated disbelief.

How is this possible...

She had explicitly ordered the staff to stay far away from the waiting room. She even had someone cut the power and activate the signal jammer.

How did she get out?!

Clara's face remained impassive. Ignoring the girl's horrified stare, she walked straight to the far right of the lineup and took her place. Then, her gaze swept across the audience, locking onto the tall, imposing figure seated in the VIP section.

It was Dominic Jarrett.

The man sat in a sharply tailored charcoal suit, looking effortlessly powerful and aristocratic. The sunlight filtering into the room seemed to drape him in a halo of gentle warmth.

Just moments ago, he was the one who had unlocked the door for her.

He had told her he wanted to see her before the competition started, and when he couldn't find her in the arena, he came looking for her in the waiting room...

If it hadn't been for his attentiveness, she truly would have lost everything today.

Dominic was looking right back at her. As if reading her exact thoughts, he offered a tender, reassuring smile.

Clara's eyes fluttered. Her heart swelled with warmth and profound gratitude, and she smiled softly back at him.

As for Julian Lowell, who was sitting in the same VIP section with a face like thunder, she didn't spare him a single glance, nor did she care about his suffocating, possessive stare.

While she had been trapped in that pitch-black room, she had time to think.

The organizers of this event were massive corporate entities. There was absolutely no way Seraphina could have pulled off cutting the power and locking her in entirely on her own.

It was highly likely Julian had a hand in it. After all, when it came to Seraphina, there was no line he wouldn't cross.

He was truly ruthless!

Knowing full well how much this competition meant to her, he still sabotaged her without a second thought.

But she was going to disappoint him today!

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