Chapter 1017

“They should be the ones apologizing! They attacked our equipment and stole our points! They owe me an apology p>

Hearing Bianca Doyle’s words, Chief Arbiter Alistair Kingsley felt a suffocating wave of frustration.

God only knew how much pressure he was under to deliver that final verdict.

All she had to do was apologize.

Then this whole mess would be over.

Yet this heiress of the Doyle family was still standing there, throwing a childish tantrum.

Alistair’s expression darkened. “Miss Doyle, The Organizing Committee will judge right from wrong. Are you seriously requesting the committee’s intervention to publicly release the backend data of both your team and The Hope Initiative p>

It was a blatant hint, and an obvious threat.

If The Organizing Committee intervened.

It meant her team, The Dreamscape Initiative, would be immediately suspended from the competition.

Once the investigation concluded, every single operational step taken by The Dreamscape Initiative would be exposed to the public.

Was her team truly prepared for that kind of scrutiny?

Bianca clearly understood the implication behind the Chief Arbiter’s words.

She bit her lower lip.

Apologizing to Serena felt worse than death!

She would never bow to Serena, and she would certainly never bow to a bunch of low-class peasants!

Bianca fumed with arrogant defiance.

Suddenly, Official Barrett, the lead official who had previously issued the yellow card

to The Hope Initiative, jogged over with a phone in his hand.

He handed it to Bianca. “Miss Doyle, your family… wishes to speak with you p>

He placed a heavy emphasis on the word “family p>

Bianca’s stubbornly proud expression instantly collapsed, the color draining entirely from her face.

Official Barrett pushed the phone closer to her.

With trembling hands, Bianca finally took it.

The moment she brought it to her ear.

Before she could even utter a syllable, Arthur Doyle’s furious roar blasted through the speaker. “You” idrett How much longer are you going to embarrass us p>

“Who told you to pull those cheap little tricks? And if you were going to do it, how could you leave such a massive trai trait of evidence for them to find? Tell me, what good are you p>

“You made this colossal mess, now clean it up p>

“If your actions tank the stock prices of Doyle Pharmaceuticals, you know exactly what will happen p>

Arthur took a deep breath, his tone

turning even colder. “Apologize immediately. Calm the public outrage otherwise, the Bayle family won’t protect you any

Your final destination will be the

testing labs, where you’ll serve as a Lab Specimen p>

With that final roar, Arthur hung up.

Bianca shook uncontrollably, nearly dropping the phone onto the floor.

Her complexion was ashen. She looked up at Serena’s casually stunning features, feeling an overwhelming wave of humiliation.

She bit down on her lip with punishing force.

Only when she tasted the metallic tang of blood did she stop.

She clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and under the watchful gaze of thousands in the audience, walked toward Serena step by excruciating step.

She was deeply unwilling.

But she didn’t dare disobey.

She dragged her feet forward.

Her bloodshot eyes were fixed on Serena, glaring with such venom that it looked as

if she wanted to tear her apart.

But in the end.

Bianca lowered her noble head, stopping right in front of Serena and bowing stiffly.

“I… I’m sorry p>

The words were forced through her gritted teeth, dripping with extreme humiliation and reluctance.

Those two words, especially spoken in front of an audience to a group of people she deemed inferior.

To Bianca.

It was the greatest indignity of her entire life.

Her hands were balled into tight fists, her entire body rigid with tension.

Clearly, she felt humiliated beyond measure.