Chapter 192
Upon mentioning that, Steven’s expression turned a bit strange. He said, “Quiana”
Ryan didn’t catch on. He asked, “Who
“You wouldn’t believe it, right?” Steven said. He glanced at the few girls jogging leisurely on the main road, sighed softly, go on his e–bike, and put on his cap. He added, “I never thought Quiana had it in her.
*I saw something online before, saying Quiana is a forensic pathologist… Steven continued, stopping halfway. He thought, The kind that deals with dissections. Can she even set hones
Then, he shook his head and said, Tim heading off first, just in case someone gets hurt.
He rode off into the distance, and only then did Ryan snap out of it, frowning slightly. He pulled out his phone, opened WhatsApp, and tapped into the pinned cluat. He said: [Ms. Levine, how come I never knew you could set bones?]
The supply truck was parked by the roadside, with a folding table setup. On it were milk drinks from that season’s title
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About a dozen girls had stopped there for a break.
Sofia sped over, grabbed a bottle of water, and gulped down half of it before shouting. “Quiana, want a drink?”
The other girls at the stop all paused, instinctively looking over.
They thought that day would be a leisurely outing, so they had dressed up in their own clothes, looking like a group of colorful butterflies. Right then, they were gasping for breath, drenched in sweat, and thoroughly miserable.
But Quiana, in her grey sports outfit and white sneakers, looked like she was dressed for running. She had already run one mile. When she stopped, she didn’t even seem out of breath, her face wasn’t flushed, and no drop of sweat could be seen.
Quiana raised her chin at Sofia and said, “Mineral water, please.”
“Got it, Sofia replied as she maneuvered through the crowd, grabbed a bottle, and handed it over to Quiana
“The weather forecast said it might rain,” Steven said as he caught up, noticing that the girls at the stop didn’t want to run anymore. “The next stop is half a mile away, and only ten umbrellas are available. First come, first served!” he announced.
“What
“No way!”
The girls wanted to complain but had to keep up their image and didn’t dare offend the mentor. They were at a loss for words, full of resentment.
“Let’s go, let’s go. Lucy is probably at the first stop already,” Jessica said, tugging on Viola’s arm.
Lucy didn’t stop to rest or drink water. She was nowhere in sight, likely in the first place.
Viola looked aggrieved, shouting, “I’d rather sprain my ankle, too!”
“Forget it!” Lily said, shaking her head.
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Chapter 192
Injuries took forever to heal Joyce, for instance, would still need time to recover even if her bones healed. Whether the could continue participating was uncertain. Even if she could, her foot might never regain full strength, and the could be eliminated in the next round.
They were all aiming for the debut spots.
Sofia muttered. “Quiana, do you think Mr. Smiths is just trying to scare us, or are there really only ten umbrella?”
Rain or not, making a bunch of girls run in it seemed downright cruel.
Quiana took a sip of water and looked up at the sky. There was no sum, not a cloud in the sky, and the wind was refreshingly cool with a hint of chill.
She chuckled lightly and replied. “There won’t be rain today.”
“Huh?” Sofia blinked, but when she looked up again, Quians had already started running. She hurried to catch up, asking, “So, Mr. Smith was bluffing?”
Quiana kept a steady pace, her breathing calm, her voice with a hint of laughter. She remarked, “A fish only bites when there’s bait”
Sofia was speechless. What does this have to do with fish? Forget it. I just don’t get it, she thought.
Shaking her head, she mumbled, “Better keep running, just in case it really rains
When they reached the second stop, all ten umbrellas were still there.
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