Chapter 177
In training camp shows, the cameras capture all the sisterly bonds, but behind the cornes, cliques and exclusion are the norm. The cafeteria had no cameras.
Seeing them sitting together nearby, Lily asked curiously. “Is Megan really that close to Quiana
“Of course not, it’s all an act, Jessica rolled her eyes dismissively.
“Doesn’t Quiana have a fiancé? Vvette leaned in, whispering. The guys who came looking for her yesterday didn’t seem onlinary at all Especially since they called her Mrs. Hawley.
Vette’s eyes widened dramatically. “Could she be cheating on the legendary Mr. Hawley
“That face of hers doesn’t look very proper, Viola poked at her rice, her eyes filled with scren. “Someone like her can get into Miracle Show, who knows if she’s just clinging to a rich benefactor and using bar kolone connections”
“You mean, she’s being kept Jessica mouthed the last two words, her tone skeptical
Viola raised an eyebrow, smirking. That’s what you’re saying, not me
She didn’t say it, but she exactly meant it
The next morning, the vote rankings and eliminations were announced in the tiered auditorium Quiana sat in the topi number one seat, her posture relaxed and nonchalant.
Lucy approached and looked down at her. “You’ll only be sitting there for a few more minutes”
The tension between Lucy and Quiana was obvious, even in front of the cameras. Others watched and whispered among themselves, mostly speculating whether Quiana would be eliminated in the first round.
Viola sneered. “So, what if she dances well? Without fan votes, she’s nothing”
“Even if she isn’t eliminated, she won’t be able to keep that spot, Lily whispered.
murmured quietly, all agreeing that Quiana wouldn’t be able to stay in that position. Their voices were neither too loud nor too soft, but clear enough for those in positions two to five, including Sarah, to hear
Their expressions varied, but no one spoke. They needed to maintain their image. Quiana acted as if she hadn’t heard anything. She leaned back against the chair, one leg bent, her posture casual and dominant
Her arm rested loosely on her knee; her wrist bones clearly defined. She wasn’t wearing makeup or a microphone, just the training camp uniform–a pink and white outfit that accentuated her striking features. Her gaze was cool and distant, exuding an air of supreme authority
Steven stepped onto the stage, cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention, and announced in a deep voice. Today, 20 trainees will leave this place. Those whose names I call, please come up to the stage.”
First, the names of those who were eliminated were called out. “Daisy Wilder.” As Steven’s voice rang out, a girl with curly hair stood up, tears welling in her eyes, and walked to the stage with a dazed expression.
She was more upset about being eliminated in the first round than about not forming a group Standing on the stage, she couldn’t stop her tears and sobbed, “Thank you, everyone, thank you to the mentors”
“Emma Jackson, Steven continued. One by one, the 20 eliminated trainees were called to the stage, delivering their farewell speeches and waving goodbye to the others, their eyes brimming with tears.
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“Who will be the last one?”
“Do we even need to ask? It has to be Quiana!”
“Quiana, Quiana, Quiana!”
Viola and a few others murmured softly: their intentions strong. Unfortunately, their wishes were in vain, Steven announced. “Sherry Lindsey.” Viola and her friends froze in shock.
“How could Quiana not be on the list?”
“Quiana didn’t get eliminated?”
The 20 eliminated girls‘ vote counts w
were not revealed, but it was clear that those who were eliminated had low votes.
Surprisingly, Quiana was not among the 20.
Ignoring the cameras, Viola couldn’t hold back and stood up to ask, “Mr. Smith, did you miss someone?”
Steven, seeing their expressions, knew exactly what they were thinking. His gaze fell on Position One, where Quiana sat with a dominant and defiant posture, radiating a strong presence.
He wondered, What their reactions would be when they heard that Quiana had the highest number of votes. He sighed inwardly and cleared his throat. “No, I didn’t
“Bur
“Enough.”
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