Chapter 168

• Liza’s gaze swept coldly over the room, completely ignoring the father-daughter duo as they continued their charade. Her attention focused sharply on Davis, her eyes piercing through his facade.
• “Mr. Davis,” she said with a chilling sneer, “you claim that I cheated. Then where’s your evidence?”
• Davis’s expression faltered. He avoided her gaze, his posture tense with guilt. Deep down, he knew Liza hadn’t cheated, but admitting that would mean acknowledging her talent—something his pride wouldn’t allow.