"It's you! I didn't expect you to be here!" The female judge's tone gradually became respectful, and her excited voice trembled. She hurriedly walked up, but was afraid of offending Xaviera Evans and maintained a certain distance. In a somewhat tentative tone, she asked, "Excuse me, are you Lohill?"
Lohill?
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell silent, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Eve Doleman's pupils suddenly contracted, her resentful eyes gradually covered with shock, and the expression on her face started to stiffen as she subconsciously looked at Xaviera Evans.
At this moment, Xaviera Evans's eyes were bright as stars, radiating a stunning charm all over her body. She looked at the female judge, her tone gentle: "Yes, I am Lohill, nice to meet you, ma'am."
The female judge was extremely excited. Even though her age was enough to be Lohill's mother, she was still an ardent fan of Lohill's work.