Marrying His Nemesis: Kicking My Scumbag Fiancé Away!-Chapter 91: Gentleman? You Look More Like a Blockhead!
Amid the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, the chief judge David stood up and walked onto the main stage.
He presented the trophies for the top three in reverse order to the three contestants.
The etiquette lady brought a tray, and on the tray was the final invitation wrapped with a golden ribbon.
Compared to the trophies of the division, this thin piece of paper is more precious.
Taking the tray from the etiquette lady, David held the final invitation with both hands and presented it to Seraphina Thorne.
"Miss Thorne, I look forward to your even more outstanding performance at the Solara Concert Hall!"
From the initial selection to the competition, Seraphina left a deep impression on David.
Having been in charge of the competition for four years, it was the first time David met such an anticipated contestant.
Holding the trophy in one hand and taking the invitation with the other, Seraphina bowed to David deeply, and then bowed deeply to all the judges and audience.
"Thank you everyone, thank you all for giving me this opportunity, I will strive not to let you down!"
Everyone laughed together, cheering and applauding for Seraphina.
Standing aside was Claire Clayton, sitting in the audience was Ivy Langley...
Both unknowingly felt their eyes turning red.
Ethan Sterling stood on one side of the stage, also clapping forcefully with both hands.
Watching the girl’s sparkling eyes, there was relief in his eyes, but more so, there was heartache.
After seven years, getting this final invitation again.
For Seraphina, the significance was by no means ordinary.
Finally, all the contestants except Julia Chamberlain were invited back onto the stage.
Ethan was also invited by David, and everyone crowded around Seraphina to take a group photo.
"Let’s congratulate the winning contestant and wish Miss Thorne good luck in the finals. The Solara division of the Paganini World Violin Competition is thus concluded. See everyone... next year!"
The competition ended with the voice of the female host.
Reporters had already surged to the stage, taking out cameras and pressing the shutters at Seraphina.
"Miss Thorne, we’ve heard that the one targeting you, Julia Chamberlain, is the sister of your ex-fiancé. Is that true?"
"Is she targeting you because of your broken engagement?"
"The Mr. Sterling you just collaborated with on stage, what is your relationship with him?"
...
Compared to Seraphina winning the award, the reporters were more interested in these topics with more publicity value.
Ethan gave a signal, and Sean Hale quickly brought a few security guards over to separate the reporters.
"Miss Thorne needs to rest, please step aside!"
"No photos allowed, please step aside!"
...
Everyone separated the reporters, and Ethan strode over, grabbing Seraphina’s arm, escorting her away from the competition hall, back to the lounge.
"Seraphina!" Claire Clayton was the first to come over to congratulate her, "Congratulations, I knew you would be the champion."
"Darling!"
Just as Claire finished speaking, Ivy Langley had already rushed into the lounge in a flurry.
She hugged Seraphina tightly, kissing and shouting, more excited than if she had won an award herself.
"What did I say, our Seraphina is the coolest! Of course..."
Ivy let go of her right hand, holding Seraphina’s arm with her left, looking at Ethan.
"Tonight, President Sterling also played a significant role; that heroic act of saving the damsel just now, so handsome. And when you two played on stage earlier, it was simply a perfect match, like a fairy couple, soul partners..."
"Ivy!" Seeing her words getting more and more exaggerated, Seraphina tugged at her clothes, "Don’t talk nonsense."
"How am I talking nonsense?" Ivy mischievously winked at Ethan, "I’m just telling the truth, isn’t that right, President Sterling?"
"Seraphina!" Before Ethan could speak, a gentle feminine voice rang out, "Congratulations!"
The three turned their heads together to see Chloe Foster standing not far away, though no one noticed when she arrived.
"It wasn’t easy for Seraphina to win this championship tonight." Chloe took a step forward, stood next to Ethan, and held his arm, smiling harmlessly, "Brother Ethan, shouldn’t we celebrate properly for Seraphina?"
"I say, Miss Foster!" Ivy came over and pulled Chloe’s arm from Ethan’s, "It’s been days since the couple last saw each other. They hardly get any time alone together, right?"
Without giving Chloe a chance to speak, Ivy waved at Seraphina and Ethan, leading Chloe away. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"You two enjoy your time alone; we won’t disturb you."
Seeing Sean still standing nearby, Ivy slapped him on the back.
"And you... it’s hard to catch a cab here, give me a ride!"
Sean stood still, "I still have..."
"Have what? What’s more important than escorting this beauty home?" Ivy glared at him, grabbing his arm, "Don’t dawdle, hurry up!"
Seeing Sean still hesitating, Ethan nodded slightly.
"Everything else can wait till tomorrow. Take Ivy home."
"Alright."
Sean nodded and followed Ivy toward the exit.
Leading Chloe out of the lounge, Ivy stopped in the corridor.
"Miss Foster, you’re a busy person, so I won’t waste your time. But..."
She frowned, looking Chloe up and down, her tone had cooled.
"Seraphina’s soft-natured, but I’m not. If anyone dares to bully my friend, I’ll be the first to step up. Do you get my point, Miss Foster?"
Seeing Ivy confronting Chloe, Sean hurriedly tried to hold back Ivy’s arm.
"What are you doing? She’s President Sterling’s friend."
"Precisely because she’s Ethan’s friend, I have to remind her." Ivy shook off Sean’s arm, turning back to Chloe, "Friends should have boundaries. Ethan is a married man, you know..."
Chloe slightly lowered her lashes, "You’ve misunderstood. My feelings for Brother Ethan are just..."
But Ivy wouldn’t have any of it.
"Oh, cut it out, spare me the innocent act. Chloe Foster, let me warn you, if you dare to ruin Seraphina’s happiness, I..."
Seeing Ivy getting more unreasonable, Sean grabbed her arm, half dragging, half pulling her out of the concert hall.
"Miss Foster’s brother and President Sterling are sworn brothers. Miss Foster is like a sister to President Sterling, what nonsense are you spouting!"
"Nonsense?" Ivy gave him a speechless look, "And you call yourself an assistant. It’s so obvious, even you could see through it. Siblings, really? I’ve seen that routine many times. She has no good intentions toward Ethan!"
Sean let go of her arm, "I think you’re being overly suspicious!"
"Suspicious?" Ivy scoffed, "I think you’re just clueless!"
Sean was indignant, "You!"
"What about me!" Ivy poked his chest, "Let me tell you, I’m Seraphina’s bestie. If anyone tries to bully her, I’ll stand up to them, even if it’s Ethan!"
She opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Glancing sideways at Sean still standing outside, Ivy tapped on the car window.
"What are you waiting for? Get in!"
With Ethan’s prior instructions, Sean was upset deep down, but he could only get into the driver’s seat.
Circling around to the driver’s seat, Sean couldn’t help but complain.
"I really don’t understand how someone as nice as Miss Thorne could have a bestie like you."
Ivy leaned back in her seat, fastening her seatbelt.
"That’s because I’m as outstanding as Seraphina."
"Outstanding?" Sean chuckled mockingly, "You’re so outstanding, why don’t you have a boyfriend and need me to give you a ride? Miss Langley, you’re not into me, are you?"
"Letting you drive me is showing you respect!" Ivy gave him a sideways glance, "Rest assured, Assistant Hale, even if all the men in the world were gone, I wouldn’t look at you."
This damn girl!
Sean couldn’t resist countering, "Well, be assured I wouldn’t date you either; I’d rather be gay."
"Oh, so you’re gay?" Ivy suddenly had a look of realization, "Judging by your look, you must be the bottom!"
Sean turned red with anger, "I’m not the bottom."
"If you like the top, just say it. Why shout so loud for no reason?"
"You..."
Sean opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word.
Ivy smirked proudly and adjusted the seat to a comfortable position.
"What’s wrong with you? Drive."
Spar with her?
Ivy Langley, twenty years of living, had never backed down.
Sean: ...
Unbelievable!
How could such an unreasonable woman exist in this world?
