She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 156

Jade's eyes flashed with a dark, malicious glee as a vicious thought crossed her mind.

Get out of here, you little freak. Stop getting in the way of Leo's guaranteed championship.

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out from the crowd.

"Is the kid choking? Why isn't he saying anything?"

Macy shot Caleb a thoroughly disgusted glare. He was completely ruining the vibe and wasting time she could be spending cheering for Leo.

The timer flashed relentlessly on the screen as the emcee counted down into the microphone. "Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five..."

Just when the entire room assumed the boy had completely cracked under the pressure and written him off.

Caleb, completely unfazed, began to speak, his voice perfectly clear and steady.

"The emerald mountains stretch endlessly, brushing the vast heavens. A meandering stream weaves through, breathing life into the fragrant shores."

"Sparse woods stand tall, while idle birds rest upon the ridge. Across the rolling plains, the gentle breeze dances through the sprouting crops."

The judges stared in absolute, slack-jawed shock before simultaneously erupting into deafening applause.

"Incredible! Absolutely brilliant! He perfectly captured the profound essence of the artwork in just four sentences!"

"He's a literal prodigy! Not only did it rhyme, but the poetic structure and rhythm were absolutely flawless!"

"Amazing! No wonder he made it to the finals. This kid is on another level."

"His name is Caleb Chase, right? I am definitely keeping an eye on him."

Miles felt an inexplicable wave of relief wash over him. He knew his instincts hadn't been wrong.

This child possessed a staggering, once-in-a-generation intellect. Of course he could handle it.

His eyes drifted to the number eight tag pinned to the boy's waist, then flicked to his nameplate.

Caleb Chase?

He turned the name over in his mind. Caleb Chase... wait. Didn't that parallel Luna Chase's name?

Could this boy possibly be the mysterious older brother Luna was always talking about?

But why did they both have the same last name?

He couldn't fathom why the kid insisted on hiding his face. Was he really so grotesquely ugly he couldn't bear to show it in public?

A malicious idea suddenly took root in Leo's mind. He decided he was going to rip that mask off the second the brat dropped his guard, exposing his ugly face to the entire world.

Caleb, of course, had recognized Leo from the very start. It was the horrible kid who had smashed the little robot and desperately tried to pin the blame on him!

He had figured it out the moment Leo started reciting his story. Caleb immediately knew it was a pre-memorized script, completely lacking the spontaneity of a real answer, but he hadn't bothered to call him out on it.

This boy had bullied his sister. Caleb's tiny fists clenched tight, his expression beneath the mask turning utterly frosty, his guard completely raised against the spoiled brat.

The next two rounds kicked off with an English illustration challenge. The three remaining boys had to analyze a picture and describe it entirely in English.

Naturally, Leo had already seen his specific image. Stepping forward with a triumphant smirk, he flawlessly recited his pre-memorized English script, summarizing the general meaning of the picture.

While his pronunciation of a few words was slightly off, it was still wildly impressive for a three-year-old.

The judges awarded him a sky-high score. "This child is remarkably gifted. Who would have thought he could articulate himself so perfectly in a second language?"

Leo tilted his chin up, his eyes practically practically glowing with smug arrogance. Utterly convinced he was going to walk away with the championship trophy, he puffed out his little chest.