My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 476

Her teammate flipped through the roster. "There's no Seraphina Simmons on the list, but there is an 'S'. The whole venue is buzzing about it."

Nearby, someone whispered excitedly, "Is it really the 'S' from back then? She vanished after taking first place in the modeling competition."

"If she's really here, the Monroe team might not stand a chance."

Melody scoffed coldly. "What a cheap parlor trick."

Her teammate asked, "Should we look into it?"

"No need."

She tossed the tablet aside. "Our model is solid. It doesn't matter who she is."

Her phone buzzed. Landon had sent a text: "I'm here."

Melody stared at the screen for a moment before replying with a curt, "K."

Landon texted back immediately: "Don't get distracted. Focus on winning this round."

It was almost time to begin.

As Melody headed toward her team's room, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in her peripheral vision.

It was Lucian.

She quickly walked over. "Lucian?"

Lucian halted his wheelchair. "Ms. Monroe."

The formal address drew a sharp line between them, and Melody's smile slowly faded. "Where's your wife?"

"Not here."

"She didn't show up?"

Lucian glanced toward the venue entrance. "The competition is about to start."

He hadn't answered her directly, which meant he was dodging the question.

So, Seraphina really had backed out.

All bark and no bite, just as she suspected.

Melody's lips curled into a triumphant smirk.

"Since she didn't show up, you can just sit back and watch me win."

Lucian said nothing. Christian simply gave Melody a polite nod before pushing the wheelchair away.

Melody clenched her fists. He couldn't even give her a word of encouragement before the match?

Her teammate hurried over. "Ms. Monroe, it's time to head in."

Melody tore her gaze away. "Let's go."

Inside Room 3, the short-haired girl stared at the screen and swallowed hard. "S, I'm nervous."

Seraphina locked in the final set of parameters. "If you're nervous, keep your eyes on the data. Don't look at the rankings."

The young man asked, "Are you taking the master control?"

"I've got it."

Zeke transferred the permissions to her. "It's all yours."

The buzzer blared, signaling the start of the preliminaries.

The short-haired girl called out, "First set of data is in."

Seraphina fired off commands. "Clean the anomalies, keep the fluctuations, but do not smooth out the peaks."

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