The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Washed–up Stylist

The message couldn’t have been clearer–Gianna just didn’t want Zoe hanging around.

“Alright, I’ll head over. Catch you later.”

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Zoe wasn’t clueless, but she decided to pull back for now. She figured she could keep up the fake “besties” act some other time.

Meanwhile, fans glued to the livestream started flooding the chat again.

[Our little angel looks stunning! And her brother? So handsome and classy. The outfits he designed for her are unreal.]

[This style fits her so perfectly, it’s like she was born to be on stage. No doubt she’s ranking high this time!]

[And that other girl? Please. She’s a nobody trying to grab attention, even shamelessly flirting with our angel’s brother.]

Gianna’s supporters weren’t about to let that slide.

They were smaller in number, but aggressive and loud, firing shots right back.

[Your angel? Don’t kid yourselves. She only has buzz because of family ties. There’s nothing impressive about her.]

[Exactly. So what if her brother makes clothes? That doesn’t make her special. ‘Born to be on stage?‘ What a joke.]

[And calling Zoe a fame chaser? Look at Gianna! If it weren’t for her brother, no one would care about her. She’s just a foster kid.]

[Remember that variety show? She got completely outshone by the real Ms. Nygard. If it wasn’t for the Nygards scrubbing her image, she’d already be irrelevant.]

The chat exploded into a messy back–and–forth, insults flying nonstop, with some even dragging family members into it.

In the audience, Patience watched the drama on her phone’s stream, a smirk tugging at her lips,

Wow, his girl sure knows how to stir up buzz.

The contest hasn’t even started yet, and she’s already managed to make herself the center of attention backstage.

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Chapter 119 Washed up Stylist

But that doesn’t matter–real talent always breaks through.

Amelia is proof of that.

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Even seated all the way at the edge of the stage, Amelia’s presence was impossible to ignore.

With no heavy makeup, just natural beauty and a jaw–dropping gown, she instantly caught the eyes of countless viewers tuning in online.

The chat flipped in seconds, shifting straight to admiration.

[Whoa, who is she? She’s insanely pretty!]

[Oh, I know her–that’s the real Ms. Nygard, not that foster sister.]

[Yeah, I remember her from that variety show. She killed it! She’s super smart, super talented, and no diva vibes at all, even though she’s from a rich family.]

[Her stylist deserves a medal. This dress is unreal, like something out of a fairytale.]

Even fans who’d been mid–argument stopped bickering to gush over Amelia.

None of Zoe and Gianna’s fans could deny it. Amelia’s beauty was just on another level.

Meanwhile, Amelia herself didn’t notice that she had become the center of attention.

She sat quietly, eyes locked on the stage, waiting for the contest to kick off.

To her, all the attention in the world meant nothing without results.

What mattered was shining on stage, where it really counted.

Her calm focus only drew in more eyes, adding to her natural charm and making people even more curious about her.

Gianna and Maxwell were watching her too, sneaking glances without making it obvious.

Gianna especially–she had pulled up the livestream on her phone to spy.

At first, the comments were all about her, which was exactly what she’d expected. Her fanbase was bigger than Zoe’s, so naturally, they drowned Zoe’s side out.

But in a blink, the tide turned. Everyone’s attention shifted, their praise pouring onto Amelia instead.

Cianna followed their stares toward that corner of the stage.

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