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Chapter 53 Anthony’s Rebirth.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Milly paused gracefully, acknowledging Mr. Hawkins with a nod before asking. “Do you have a question for me?”

“Did you choreograph this ink–splattering dance yourself?” Mr. Hawkins asked.

Milly’s smile widened as she responded, “Not entirely original, but I did tweak it.”

Alan, with his deep understanding of the entertainment world, sensed there was more to her answer. It seemed Milly had received some help behind the curtains, yet her adeptness in adapting quickly was undeniably impressive.

His admiration for her blossomed further.

He then asked, “Could you elaborate on the intention behind your performance in this scene? Black typically symbolizes death, so why did you transition into rebirth later on?”

After a brief moment of reflection, Milly lifted her head calmly. She explained, “The conclusion of life often signifies death, and within death lies the essence of rebirth or eternal rest. Death isn’t merely the end of existence but rather a passage beyond time. When a swan perishes, it’s not the end but a renewal–a soul’s journey into new beginnings. How can we label it as mere death? It symbolizes the swan’s metamorphosis and, likewise, my own. Let the resilient endure, and let the pure breeze sweep through the mountains.

Though death may seem daunting, and deceit may lurk, I will ultimately undergo a transformation and emerge reborn.

“Fantastic, fantastic, fantastic!” Alan exclaimed with enthusiasm, rising from his seat to applaud. His eyes shimmered with admiration and excitement towards Milly. “Let the strong remain resilient, and the clear wind sweeps through the mountains!” He gestured for her attention. “Young lady, please leave me your phone number. We will be in touch separately.”

Milly nodded graciously, replying. “Thank you, Mr. Hawkins.”

Meanwhile, at the back of the auditorium, a man sat with a disheveled appearance and a mask, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. He muttered to himself, echoing Milly’s words, “Let the resilient endure and let the pure breeze sweep through the mountains.”

On the other side, as Milly stepped down from the stage, she spotted Stephanie nearby. With a subtle smirk, Milly approached her, dripping with sarcasm. “Thank you for going to such great lengths to assist me in delivering a flawless performance and for helping me secure the title of campus belle.”

“You!!!” Stephanie seethed with anger, her chest heaving and her face contorted in fury.

She teetered on the edge of losing her composure, never expecting her plot to inadvertently pave the way for Milly’s triumph. It was genuinely maddening!

With her goal accomplished, Milly brushed past her, her confidence soaring. Yet, as she took a few strides forward, a powerful grip enveloped her, pulling her into a tight embrace. The force seemed intent on merging her into its essence. “Milly. The voice whispered, familiar yet unexpected.

Milly, poised to execute a shoulder throw, froze at the sound. Could it be Anthony’s voice?

“You said I’m not your sister, so if you acknowledge me now, does that make you a little dog?” Milly teased, a playful glint in her eyes.

“Woof woof woof!” Anthony responded promptly with a resounding bark.

Milly’s expression froze, caught off guard by his unexpected response.

Anthony buried his face into her shoulder, unmoving. Let the dog bark, he thought. He’d comply with anything, even if asked to be a dog at that moment,

It might sound unbelievable, but just as Milly portrayed the swan’s demise on stage, Anthony felt a sense of rebirth within himself.

In his previous life, after handling what he believed to be Milly’s remains, he was driving home when he collided head–on with a large truck upon exiting the cemetery. Upon reopening his eyes, he found himself face to face with his lively sister.

Reflecting on the nonsense he had just spouted, Anthony felt the urge to smack himself. Nevertheless, he clung to his sister, unwilling to relinquish the newfound joy..

“Milly, I’ll take good care of you from now on. Whatever you desire, I’ll provide, Anthony declared earnestly.

Milly looked at him quizzically, her expression questioning his sudden declaration.

Excitedly entering the backstage area, William and Melanic, ready to celebrate with Milly, were taken aback by the sight of the siblings embracing. Reacting swiftly, they moved to separate Anthony from Milly, their protective instincts kicking in.

Instinctively, they positioned themselves in front of Milly, shielding her like mother hens protecting their chicks, and regarded Anthony with suspicion. “What’s your game now? Did your precious sister lose, so you’ve come to start trouble with Boss?!”

Aware of Anthony’s tendency to spoil his younger sister, Stephanie, they remained on high alert.

Anthony, finally reunited with his beloved sister, was abruptly interrupted in his embrace by the interference of the two. His eyes flashed with displeasure, his tone turning icy. “Step aside!”

Melanie and William stood their ground, their expressions unreadable.

Why had his demeanor suddenly turned so intense?

And a tad intimidating, too….

Milly sighed deeply, gently pushing aside the two individuals blocking her path. “Alright, school’s out. You both head home. I need to go, too.

But the two remained rooted in place, their concern evident as they observed Anthony’s dark expression, fearing trouble was looming. “Boss, why not ride in my car back home?”

This Anthony seemed poised to cause trouble for Stephanie. Having clashed with Boss before, his intentions were likely malicious.

Initially upset at being separated from his sister, Anthony felt angry upon hearing Milly’s intention to leave with her. His face flushed with fury, his breaths heavy.

If it weren’t for his newfound sense of restraint and his concern about causing trouble for his sister. Anthony would have slapped those two brats long ago to teach them a lesson!

Milly understood that Melanie meant well, but she found their interference unnecessary. Besides, Anthony hadn’t shown any overt hostility toward her, so they were overthinking the situation.

Therefore, she declined, “It’s really not necessary. You both go back quickly; I know what I’m doing.”

Upon hearing her firm tone, they fell silent and took three steps back.

Before departing, they repeatedly cautioned her to be cautious, speaking as if Anthony were a kidnapper.

After Melanie and William left, Anthony glanced at Milly, her clothes stained with ink, feeling a twinge of pity for her. He removed his coat and draped it over her.

Milly was taken aback by his gesture and politely declined, “I have a school uniform in the backstage lounge. I’ll go change into it.

She had worn the dance costume before going on stage, and–upon arrival, she had been in her school uniform, which remained clean for now.

Though her body was stained with ink, cleaning it thoroughly on the spot wasn’t feasible. For now, Milly could only rinse her face, arms, and exposed areas with water. Her black hair concealed the ink well, but she would have to wash the rest of her body once she returned home.

Emerging after changing her clothes, Milly found Anthony standing at the door like a guardian, looking surprised. “Huh? You didn’t leave?”