Chapter 181

Ethan Sullivan's eyes darkened like spilled ink, radiating icy fury.

His slender fingers clenched into fists, knuckles turning white.

Harrison Whitmore glanced through the rearview mirror, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.

He had never seen Mr. Sullivan this enraged before.

Evelyn Laurent's importance to him far exceeded his expectations.

Whoever was behind this would pay dearly.

The four Langley brothers wore equally grim expressions.

Alexander Langley focused on driving while the other three frantically pursued leads.

Anyone who dared harm their little sister would face their wrath.

Evelyn remained blissfully unaware.

She sat in the living room with her parents, savoring the rare warmth of family time.

"Evelyn, look!"

Victoria Langley excitedly raised the camera like a child presenting a treasure.

The projector flickered to life, casting Evelyn's performance onto the wall.

Every spin, every glance—each movement breathtakingly beautiful.

"My daughter is absolutely brilliant!"

Richard Langley couldn't tear his eyes away, pride shining on his face.

Evelyn's ears burned from the praise.

"Mom, this is too much..."

Victoria shook her head firmly. "Nonsense. My daughter is the best!"

She knew Evelyn had never received formal dance training.

Her rapid progress was purely the result of raw talent.

The judges would be stunned if they knew the truth.

Evelyn chuckled helplessly.

She had practiced tai chi daily with village elders since childhood.

To her, dance was simply another form of martial arts.

The thought stirred a pang of nostalgia for her days in White Stone Village.

The projector looped the footage.

Watching her family's rapt attention, warmth blossomed in Evelyn's chest.

Meanwhile...

The covert operatives of the Langley and Sullivan families had mobilized.

They would hunt down the mastermind and make them regret their actions.

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At Harvard University's gates...

Sophia Lowell hummed a cheerful tune, her steps light.

Nigel Winthrop's compliment had lifted her spirits.

"Your piano skills have improved remarkably."

The words echoed in her mind.

Her lips curved upward involuntarily.

If Nigel approved, it must be true.

Streetlights stretched her shadow long across the pavement.

She didn't notice the pair of eyes watching her intently from the shadows.