The words came out through gritted teeth . " Don't you dare put on that pitiful act in front of me . I'm not buying it ! " " If it weren't for you , Moore Corp wouldn't be in this mess . You're a walking disaster ." Elsa bit down hard on her lip and shook her head at Mandy with all her strength . She had been wronged - unfairly accused by the Moore family - and she held countless grievances inside . But even so , Elsa couldn't bring herself to cut ties with them . " Go live right now and apologize . Say every accusation was made up by you ! " " Or don't blame us for what comes next ! " Elsa looked toward the window , where her reflection leaned weakly against the hospital bed . In that moment , she felt like a marionette - no thoughts of her own , no control over her fate . Fine ." Elsa took a deep breath , as if sealing her resolve . Suddenly , she reached out and grabbed Mandy's wrist , her voice trembling . " But … I want to wear the gown from my coming- of - age ceremony . " The moment the livestream started , thousands of viewers flooded in . " What's going on ? Weren't they saying Elsa was on her deathbed ? " " Wearing a fancy gown for her final confession or something ? " * Am I still dreaming ? Is this a hallucination ? " Leaning on a stand for support , Elsa stood before the camera . The hem of her dress shimmered coldly under the hospital lights. This was the gown Mandy had given her after she won gold with the international ballet company - it had been a gift for her coming - of - age ceremony . Elsa had been overjoyed back then . " I'm here today to clarify a few things ," she said into the camera , " From this day forward … " she read from the script the Moole family had prepared , her eyes brimming with tears . She bit her lower lip tightly , barely holding them back , " All allegations against Moore Corp were … " While Moore Corp scrambled to contain its crisis , Martin Corp took the opportunity to short its stock . For a time , Moore Corp teetered on the edge of bankruptcy . Three months later . In a rehabilitation center's training room , Elsa steadied herself on a stand and slowly lifted her right leg . After months of recovery , her body had nearly healed . " This is an invitation from the Royal Opera Ballet , her manager said , sliding a gold - embossed envelope toward her . " They saw the video of you performing Rising Phoenix before your injury . They were really impressed " Elsa lowered her gaze , lingers tracing the textured surface of the envelope . P His voice lowered further . " Moore Corp is just an empty shell now , barely hanging on . What else do you have to fear ? " After a long pause , Elsa nodded solemnly . " Alright . I'll go . " Backstage at the National Grand Theater . Elsa sat on the floor , lacing up her new ballet shoes . She had no idea how long it had been since she'd stood on a stage this grand . The tight new shoes left red marks across her feet , but she didn't seem to feel the pain . As the emcee announced her name , Elsa stood in the wings and drew in a long , deep breath . The moment the stage lights went dark- Elsa stepped to the center of the stage . A single spotlight beamed down on her . With the music , Elsa began to dance . From the front row , a man stroked his chin thoughtfully and asked the person beside him , " Who is she ? " " Mr. Martin , she's the dancer we invited from the international ballet company . Her name's Elsa - the same girl from that livestream scandal not long ago . " Upon hearing this , the man turned his gaze toward the stage . Eyes narrowing slightly as he read her name on the program , Lincoln murmured , " Rising from the ashes . How interesting . " His eyes never left her figure onstage . Not until Elsa struck her final pose - frozen , graceful , triumphant - and thunderous applause roared through the theater . She bowed with a soft breath , heart racing as she looked out into the crowd . She had done it . In the corridor backstage , her assistant rushed over with a phone clutched tight . " Elsa ! Martin Corp wants to see you . They said they want to talk about a possible endorsement deal- " Elsa paused mid - wipe , sweat still clinging to her brow . Her voice was filled with disbelief . " Martin Corp ? " " Yes ! Mr. Martin himself ! " her assistant whispered excitedly . Send Gifts 筒 20 B