The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150 Being Pretty

She’s just getting started.

He stopped for a second, then went back to eating.

Forget it, I can’t figure it out.

The morning’s training kicked off with push-ups.

Noah stood in front of the formation, roster in hand, his eyes sweeping over every face.

“Two hundred push-ups. Chest to the ground, arms straight. Only proper form counts. Start.”

Forty-seven people hit the ground at once.

Sebastian was still the fastest. His body was like a spring, flying up and down, every push-up slicing through the air. His muscles bulged, veins snaking up from his wrists to his shoulders.

Madison was steady as ever, neither too fast nor too slow. Every push-up was textbook, chest to the ground, arms fully extended, his breathing perfectly in sync with his movements.

But plenty of the guys were sneaking glances at Natalie. A bunch of tough guys, they figured they had a natural edge ove woman in this kind of thing.

They thought for sure they’d finally outperform her now, but reality proved them wrong.

When Natalie lowered herself, her movement was so light it was like a leaf settling gently on water.

When she pushed herself back up, she bounced right back into place, crisp and effortless.

Her body stayed perfectly aligned with the ground, her balance unwavering, every bit of energy put to use, nothing wasted She wasn’t fast, but she kept going without pause.

At fifty, some guys were already out of breath, but Natalie didn’t even break a sweat.

At a hundred, a few were starting to slow down, but she kept her rhythm, never missing a beat.

At a hundred and fifty, plenty of them were struggling, arms trembling, barely holding themselves up, but Natalie just kept going, not even a hint of slowing down.

At two hundred, Natalie finished.

She stood up, dusted the dirt off her hands, and just stood there, calm and collected, her breathing steady as ever. Everyone still doing push-ups on the field paused mid-rep, their attention snapping straight to Natalie.

‘Wait, she’s finished already?’

‘Are you kidding me?’

‘We’re only at a hundred seventy or eighty, and she’s already done? She’s a girl!’

Natalie stood there, cool and collected. Her breathing was steady, not a hint of strain on her face, just a light sheen of sweat on her forehead.

Two hundred push-ups were as easy for her as drinking a glass of water/

She glanced over the group still on the ground, watching them with a kind of casual indifference, barely interested in their struggle.

Their expressions shifted from curiosity to outright shock as they stared at her.

Madison was the second to finish. He stood up, bracing himself on his knees, gasping for air.

He took a moment to glance at Natalie, who was standing at the edge of the field, rolling her wrists. She looked just as calm as she had before the push-ups started.

He tapped his fingers on his knee, then withdrew his gaze, ignoring her from then on.

Blondie was the third to finish. He face-planted on the ground, sprawled out like a starfish, gulping air like he’d just run a marathon.

“Talia, are you even human?” he wheezed.

Natalie looked down at him. “You finished?”

“Yeah, done,” Blondie said.

“Then what are you lying around for?” Natalie asked.

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Chapter 150 Being Pretty

“I’m wiped out!” Blondie complained.

“Oh, falling behind, huh? Guess I’ll have to make things tougher for you later,” Natalie said.

She kept her voice low, so only Blondie could hear. He shut his eyes, totally crushed.

Sebastian was the fourth to finish.

He lay flat on the ground, face buried in his arms, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

After that, the rest slowly got to their feet, took a two-minute breather, and then moved on to the next drill.

Pull-ups, squats, frog jumps, the 1300-foot special ops obstacle course, and more.

From sunrise to noon, everyone was drenched in sweat, nobody was spared.

Even though July in the mountains was way cooler than out in the open, it was still hot as hell.

After a morning of training, everyone in the camp had a clear sense of where they stood, and now they had a rough idea of what everyone else could do, too.

Take Natalie, for example. At first, they all thought she was just here for show, but now it was obvious, she was the strongest one here.

Honestly, they figured she’d stay on top no matter what, now or in the future.

Even if they had two months here, nobody would dare claim they could ever surpass her. Her strength was like a bottomless pit.

By the end of the morning, she’d knocked out two hundred push-ups, two hundred sit-ups, two hundred squats, a hundred pull-ups, twenty weighted shuttle runs, then frog jumps, the 1300-foot obstacle course, rope climbing, and weighted squat jumps.

She was the first to finish every single drill, and after each one, her breathing stayed perfectly steady, like nothing could faze her.

She just stood there, only a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead, and a small patch of dampness on the back of her uniform. That was all.

By the time the others finished, she’d already had plenty of time to rest and was ready to start the next drill, like it was all a walk in the park for her.

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Meanwhile, the rest of them looked like they’d just been fished out of a lake.

Next up were the two majors, with that beanpole everyone had been joking about, Blondie, wedged right between them.

The three were neck and neck, constantly swapping who was on top.

But Blondie didn’t look nearly as chill as the other two. His performance was inconsistent. Sometimes he was crushing it, other times he seemed shaky.

The afternoon was packed with more high-intensity training.

Back in the dorm, everyone couldn’t help but sigh. ‘No wonder they call this a hell camp. Just the first day’s warm-up is already twice as tough as what we’re used to, they all thought.

‘And when the chief instructor, the one they call the Grim Reaper, shows up, we’re gonna get torn apart, someone muttered.

Natalie sat at the desk, resting her chin in one hand and flipping through a book with the other.

Kelly was completely stunned by the intensity of today’s training, especially Natalie’s performance. It was insane, like she was some kind of superhuman.

She lay on her bed, turned her head to look at Natalie, who was still going strong and reading like nothing had happened. She was totally floored, thinking, ‘Man, Natalie’s on a whole different level.’

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