Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 585:

“Nanette! Get medical personnel here immediately! And call the authorities—someone’s been injured!”

Hearing the urgency in Sadie’s tone, Nanette wasted no time, immediately setting things in motion.

Given the nature of the event, a medical team was on standby.

Within minutes, paramedics stormed in with a stretcher.

“Clear the way!” they called out, efficiently lifting Alex onto it. The pristine sheet beneath him darkened with red, the sight twisting a knife in Sadie’s heart.

After a brief assessment, a doctor made a quick decision.

“The injury is severe. We need to transport him to the hospital at once,”

“Do it,” Sadie said without hesitation.

The medics sprang into action, swiftly organizing a group of strong young men to carry the stretcher out of the venue.

“Stay with me, Alex! You’re going to be alright,” Sadie trailed after them, her emotions barely contained. Alex’s consciousness was slipping.

His eyelids fluttered as he struggled to stay alert. His lips parted, voice barely above a whisper.

“Sa… Sadie… don’t… don’t worry… focus on what you need to do.”

His words were disjointed, yet his meaning was clear. “I’ll… be fine…” Then, as if he had gathered the last of his strength, his voice rang out with surprising clarity. “Stan!”

A broad-shouldered man rushed forward. “Yes, Mr. Howe.”

“Ensure… Miss Hudson’s safety,” Alex commanded before his body went completely limp.

Sadie’s fingers curled into fists, a storm brewing in her eyes.

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This was far from over. She would see justice served.

As the ambulance sped away, sirens wailing, the venue slowly returned to a semblance of normalcy.

Garrett, still visibly shaken, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Steeling himself, he forced his way back onto the stage.

Gripping the microphone tightly, he cleared his throat, though his voice wavered.

“There was a minor disruption just now… but we will now proceed with the results announcement.” He rushed through his words as if desperate to escape.

“The panel has reached a unanimous verdict. The winner of this contest is… Miss Vivi Quinn. Regarding the plagiarism allegation, an investigation has confirmed that Miss Sadie Hudson copied Miss Quinn’s work. Vivi’s creation is entirely her own.”

He blurted out the decision, as though lingering even a second longer would shatter what little composure he had left.

A stunned hush fell over the audience before erupting into murmurs of disbelief.

“What? Sadie plagiarized? That’s ridiculous!”

“Sadie’s designs are one of a kind. How could she possibly have stolen someone else’s work?”

“Exactly! She even withdrew from the competition earlier—something’s fishy.”noveldrama

“Yeah, this doesn’t add up…”

“Hold it right there!” A sharp, unyielding voice sliced through the noise. It was Sadie.

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