CHAPTER 006
669 Words
The receptionist instructed "Miss Brooks, please take a seat."
As soon as Hailey Brooks stepped into the waiting area by the exhibition hall someone quickly stood to pull out a chair for her. She sat down immediately while her commanding presence drew everyone's eyes.
The assistant spoke quietly to her master about a woman in the distance who turned out to be Madison Blake. She used to be a host before she left to join her fiancé Brandon Hayes. Ended up as a stewardess..."
A slight movement of her head revealed Hailey's amusement as she looked at the person. People recognize her as the well-known Madison Blake. The woman who sacrificed her entire life for love discovered that her lover discarded her as if she meant nothing.
What a fool.
Madison maintained a blank expression as she looked at Hailey. I didn't come here to audition for the host position.
Laughter rippled through the room. Hailey smirked. "Oh? You cannot seriously believe you have what it takes to become the spokesperson. Proof exists that you lack the necessary skills for the host position.
Your manufactured appearance does not provide you with any advantage according to you. Madison shot back.
The atmosphere shifted instantly. Several people in the audience exchanged quiet comments while watching the two women. Madison's posture while standing made her appear more dominant than Hailey, who remained seated. Her stance exuded confidence while her natural beauty shone through despite all the rumors about her appearance.
Hailey’s expression darkened. The rumors about her plastic surgery procedures had been difficult to dismiss yet hearing them again made her furious.
One of her devoted supporters hurried to defend her before she could respond. There's no point in fighting with her. Everyone understands you have the endorsement in the bag. You don't require any evidence to demonstrate your worth.
The assistant of Hailey arrived with a tiny card in her hands. "Hailey, here’s your number plate."
She took the card but her expression turned sour when she read the number. "Why am I number two?"
She had personally contacted Chairman Hayes before arriving. The Hayes Corporation controlled the Pro League through its influence and she secured her position as the top choice. Or so she thought.
The assistant paused before responding in a quiet tone. The top position remained unallocated.
Hailey’s eyes narrowed. "For who?"
The assistant remained silent as the doors at the hallway's end opened.
A hush fell over the room. The man's commanding presence made him instantly visible to everyone in the room.
His distinctive facial features combined with dark brown hair and intense eyes attracted attention from everyone around him, yet his appearance was not the only thing that drew people in. His relaxed yet commanding presence made him appear like he belonged everywhere without needing to prove anything.
Whispers buzzed through the crowd.
"Is that Ethan Maddox?"
The Pro League features him as one of its prominent representatives. The audition seeks to discover Ethan Maddox's female match.
What makes him walk directly toward Madison Blake?
Hailey stiffened.
Ethan made his way through the chattering audience until he reached Madison's position. "You’re here."
She nodded. "Looks like it."
Hailey used her nails to create deep marks on her palm. Did Ethan Maddox personally approach Madison Blake during the audition? Impossible.
Ethan held out a card. "This is your number plate."
Madison accepted it without hesitation. Hailey strains to read the number on the card. Her eyes widened.
Number one.
Brielle Carter stood across the room with a hidden smile as she observed the scene.
Hailey clenched her jaw. "What game is she playing?"
Someone next to her scoffed. No one knows when Ethan Maddox got close to her. But it doesn't matter. She has lost all credibility. No way she stands a chance."
A fake grin appeared on Hailey's face even though her thoughts raced uncontrollably. The industry had changed since Madison left, and she failed to understand this reality.
The actual battle was about to start.
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