The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 133

Everyone had heard the exchange between Quiana and Lucy. Now, all eyes were on Lucy. Each gaze felt like a sharp thorn, piercing her face, making it burn. Her nails dug into her palms, and she gritted her teeth.

“I protest!” Viola stood up abruptly. “Quiana hasn’t practiced much these past few days. She must have cheated and seen the routine in advance!”

There was a moment of silence. Megan glanced at her. “The song was written by Mr. Smith and shown to us for the first time the day before yesterday. How could Quiana steal it from Mr. Smith’s mind?”

It was true that they hadn’t seen Quiana practice much over the past few days. ‘Had she been practicing in secret?‘ Some of the others had similar suspicions, but the idea of stealing the routine was simply not plausible.

“I…” Viola’s face turned bright red, and she couldn’t think of anything to say. She bit her lip and sat down abruptly.

“How about that,” Quiana tilted her head, her cold gaze resting on Lucy. Her delicate features looked innocent. “Can’t take a loss?”

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, it was Lucy who had provoked Quiana. But now, Lucy had lost. Every word Lucy had said earlier sounded like a joke, and she had brought it upon herself.

Lucy’s ears burned, and she didn’t even feel her broken nails. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and forced out two words. “Daddy.”

Quiana nodded in satisfaction and walked back to her seat, sitting down with a calm and relaxed demeanor, exuding a sense · of ease and nonchalance.

Quiana was twenty years old, one of the youngest among the hundred trainees. She had no experience, was not professionally trained, and was previously unknown. Yet, in just a few days, she had repeatedly outshone Lucy, who was experienced and skilled, even considered very talented.

Quiana’s performance wasn’t just a competition; it was a complete domination. A one–sided domination. One person dominated ninety–nine others. And she did it with seemingly no effort at all.

She thought, ‘Was I really from the slums? Had I really never practiced? Was I really as bad as people said online? Not a single person could laugh or mock me now.’

The song was written by Steven, but the dance wasn’t choreographed by him. After just two and a half days of practice, Quiana danced perfectly.

Steven was speechless for a moment, his mind racing, “I think Quiana is raising the bar for this audition all on her own.” ‘Such a powerful performance, such natural talent, and she was just a trainee! Who would believe it?‘ Steven thought. Jocelyn opened her mouth to find faults but found none. Eric and Alex were equally speechless. Before the performance, they all thought Quiana would be eliminated. But now reality gave them a rude awakening.

“Next time, don’t speak so soon!” Ryan huffed, his eyes revealing a hint of admiration as he looked at Quiana.

“Take a thirty–minute break.” Steven needed some time to recover and let them relax. He retreated to the backstage area, where the mentors exchanged glances, each unsure of what to say.

‘How could we evaluate Quiana? Besides “perfect” and “amazing,” we couldn’t find a single flaw. Even if we tried to nitpick, there was nothing to criticize, the mentors thought.

After a long pause, Alex sighed, “I suddenly feel like she shouldn’t be a trainee but a mentor instead.”

Alex was a seasoned veteran in the industry. For him to say such a thing was a testament to Quiana’s overwhelming strength.

17:30 Wed, 16 Apr NNO

Chapter 133

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