Suddenly, someone behind Xavier pinched his arm hard, cutting him off. He turned to see Stella, a slight furrow in her brow, shaking her head with an unreadable expression in her eyes.
Osborne, who had remained silent in the crowd, noticed their small interaction clearly and instinctively frowned.
Xavier, meanwhile, took Stella's cue and quieted down.
Stella stepped past him, meeting Emma's gaze with a smirk. "Looks like you didn't learn your lesson last time. You still have the energy to talk nonsense, huh?"
Emma instinctively felt a shiver send down her spine. She wasn't ready to give up and forced herself to return to the main point.
"Humph, that dress you're wearing is a fake. Why not save yourself the embarrassment later and admit it now?"
Stella remained silent.
On the stage,
