Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1333: Willow Crawford!

Miles Linden’s eyes suddenly darkened, "If you dare to touch her, I’ll make sure you have no place to be buried!"

"Tsk tsk." There was laughter on the other end, "They say heroes can’t resist beauty, it seems like, boy, you really like this little princess Willow Crawford."

"Young master, it’s almost time for boarding, let’s go inside." At this moment, a subordinate reminded him.

Miles Linden hung up the phone, "Cancel the plan, we’re not leaving today."

"What? Master..."

Miles turned around, his handsome figure quickly disappeared into the airport.

...

This programming competition was heavily regarded; all kinds of television stations came. The competition officially started, and large screens rapidly scrolled numbers by the second. The contestants watched nervously, yet no one had solved the programming equation.

"Willow, this programming competition is tough. I heard it’s the most challenging in years. Look at these participants, all top students from major schools, but several minutes have passed and they haven’t solved it yet. I see some of them sweating." Rachel Underwood said.

Willow Crawford looked at the numbers scrolling on the screen, already biased against mathematics, she now felt these numbers were like gobbledygook, dazzling and confusing.

Freddy and a few top-performing classmates were also here, discussing at the back,

"Freddy, have you solved the programming equation?"

Freddy shook his head, "No, this time it’s too difficult, even if I participated, there’d be no hope of winning."

"Don’t say that, look at those contestants, they’re also clueless, just... if Miles Linden participated, I wonder if he could do it?"

"Exactly, in the last exam he scored perfect in other subjects, except for math, which he skipped. We don’t know his math level, maybe he can do it."

Freddy disliked Miles Langdon, he immediately said, "Come on, maybe his worst subject is math, even if he came, he still wouldn’t make it!"

Everyone fell silent.

Willow furrowed her delicate brows, she was thinking, yeah, if Miles participated, could he?

His math grades had always been a mystery, no one knew his true level.

Unfortunately, he didn’t come.

This question would never have an answer.

Willow was still lost in thought, when "boom," the hall doors suddenly burst open.

The scene was very quiet, such a loud noise drew everyone’s eyes over in a flash. Willow also turned her head, and the next second her pupils shrank sharply, for she saw that familiar figure by the door.

Elegant and tall, who else could it be but Miles Linden?

Miles Linden actually came!

Why did he come?

"Student, are you here to watch the competition? The contest has already started. Please take a seat quietly and do not disturb the competition." A staff member arrived quickly at Miles Linden’s side.

Miles came from outside, carrying a chill, those cold and narrow eyes surveyed the sea of heads in the room, then accurately landed on Willow’s bright and charming face.

He spotted her in the crowd at a glance.

She was okay, nothing happened yet.

Miles lifted his thin lips, his deep voice remained calm, carrying a commanding tone of superiority, "Stop the competition immediately, evacuate everyone here!"

What?

The staff and onlookers stared at Miles as if looking at a madman, "Student, stop messing around. If you keep spouting nonsense, we’ll have to escort you out."

At this moment, Principal Young hurried over to explain, "Sorry, sorry, this is our High School One student, also today’s withdrawn contestant, Miles Linden."

Principal Young tugged at Miles, whispering, "Miles, what are you doing? You can’t just stop the competition."

"What needs to happen for it to stop?"

"Solve the programming equation, then of course it stops."

"Oh." Miles responded blandly, then stepped up to the stage.

Oh my.

What is he doing?

The scene exploded,

"He’s the withdrawn contestant Miles Linden!"

"What’s he doing now, is he going to disrupt the competition?"

Willow’s heart started racing, she didn’t expect Miles to come, and cause such a stir, she didn’t know what he intended to do.

"Willow, look, this is who you chose, this Miles really seems like a deranged lunatic, open your eyes and look at what kind of person he is!" Freddy seized the opportunity to mock and ridicule Willow.

Indeed, in everyone’s eyes, Miles’ bizarre intrusion made him seem like a madman.

Although Willow didn’t know what Miles was doing, she knew Miles wasn’t crazy, she believed in him.

At this moment, Miles walked to the stage center, lifted his head, glanced at the rolling big screen, in just a few seconds, he went to the solving device, picked up a pen, and "swish, swish" wrote down the programming equation.

"Ding," the competition bell automatically sounded, the contest had ended.

The robotic congratulatory voice sounded, "Congratulations to this student, you won, you won the competition!"

Gasp.

The entire room drew a sharp breath, no one knew what had happened, Miles randomly barged in, stepped onto the stage, and within mere seconds effortlessly won the competition.

Oh my god!

Freddy was completely stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Miles on the stage. It turned out, Miles’ strongest subject was math, he wasn’t crazy, he was a super genius.

Principal Young wasn’t surprised by this result. Miles didn’t want to enter because for a genius like him, this competition was child’s play, he didn’t consider it worthy.

"Oh my god, Willow, Miles is amazing, pinch me, I feel like this is all a dream." Rachel excitedly hugged Willow’s arm.

Willow was also shocked, she just now realized, this is who Miles really is!

Miles stood on the stage, the dazzling lights shining down on him, making the stage look vibrant. This was him, standing on stage, glowing, so captivating.

Pa.

Pa pa.

Pa pa pa.

No one knew who started clapping first, one, then two, three... soon the room filled with applause like a tide.

Such applause, was for Miles.

Today’s stage, was also Miles’.

Willow curved her lips, she raised her hand, wanting to cheer and applaud Miles.

But Miles picked up the microphone, directly interrupting the applause. He said indifferently, "I’ll say it again, evacuate the crowd immediately because... there’s a bomb here, run as far as you can."

Bomb?

This announcement set off a thousand ripples, the room immediately erupted, everyone rushed to escape outside.

Willow wanted to stand up, but that familiar voice came through again, "Willow."

Willow looked up, and the next second met Miles’ black eyes, he was calling her name.