Isabella had a strict rule about never wearing the same dress twice.
But now...
Where was she supposed to get a new one?
Bianca had initially refused to bring her, finding her utterly repulsive.
But Isabella had laid it all on the line.
"I'm a member of The Dreamscape Initiative! I know exactly where that research came from!"
"If you dare leave me behind, I'll report you for stealing Serena's data right now!"
She had nothing left to lose, and she made sure Bianca knew it.
Terrified of a scandal, Bianca had reluctantly agreed.
Isabella stared up at the blinding spotlights.
She gazed at the stage, the most authoritative platform in the international academic world.
Gripping the fabric of her dress, she forced down her humiliation.
She was waiting.
Waiting for the infinite glory of stepping onto that stage to claim the award.
When the time came, everyone would be looking at her.
Everyone would know that she, Isabella, was the only one fit to be the Lancaster heiress!
Not long after.
Serena led the members of The Hope Initiative into the venue.
They kept a low profile.
Dressed in their matching team uniforms, they found an inconspicuous spot in the corner and sat down.
Lydia Brooks looked around and clicked her tongue. "The Doyle family really went all out today. Look at all this media."
Caleb Sommers pushed his glasses up his nose. "Probably here to build hype for The Dreamscape Initiative."
"Hype?" Vanessa Vance scoffed. "More like documenting the total collapse of the Doyle family."
Caleb smiled. "Let's just wait for the results."
Bianca caught sight of them out of the corner of her eye.

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