From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 298: Showing Off

Professor Young signaled and pressed the stopwatch. "What are you all gawking at? Run!"

The group had yet to react, but Shawn Styles was the first one on the track.

Shawn Styles had been on the athletics team the longest, and his word was usually law.

He started running, so the rest of them naturally followed.

The remaining few who didn’t want to run, while not approving of Chloe Sinclair, weren’t troublemakers. They just fell in behind the team and started jogging slowly.

Sixteen kilometers would be an almost impossible feat for the average person, but for a group of athletes who had been training since the age of four, it wasn’t difficult.

Once they were halfway through, many of the runners’ breathing grew labored.

Shawn Styles and Julian Dawson were leading the pack.

A young woman was in third place.

Chloe Sinclair saw that Coach Young, who was standing beside her, had nearly shouted himself hoarse. She couldn’t help but say, "Coach Young, why don’t you sit down and rest? Have some water to soothe your throat."

Chloe Sinclair produced a packet of throat lozenges and a bottle of mineral water.

Coach Young’s shouting came to an abrupt halt. He stared at the items in Chloe’s hands, his eyes full of confusion.

He clearly didn’t understand her intentions.

However, since Chloe had spoken, he obliged.

Watching Chloe Sinclair’s calm and composed demeanor, Professor Young felt a flicker of admiration and curiosity.

When the athletes had three kilometers to go, Coach Young noticed Chloe Sinclair didn’t seem to be paying any attention to them. He couldn’t resist asking, "What’s the plan for when they finish?"

"Just wait," Chloe Sinclair mumbled, her mouth full as she quickly ate something.

Professor Young happened to glance down and saw the empty blister pack of throat lozenges on the ground. He froze.

Before he could process it, Chloe Sinclair suddenly shot to her feet, her eyes fixed on the runners now heading toward them.

And then...

"Why are you so slow? Pick up the pace!"

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