The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Quiana, [30 thousand dollars per day.]

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Julius didn’t respond immediately. Just as she was about to turn off her phone and go to sleep, a text message came in. Her account balance had increased by 12 million dollars.

Julius, [Let’s start with a year.]

Quiana stared at the balance, speechless.

“Hey, Quiana,” Joyce suddenly walked to the bedside, her eyes wide with surprise. “You have a signal on your phone?”

The other girls looked over as well. Quiana remained calm. “No, it doesn’t.”

“But then…” Joyce glanced at her phone, not quite believing it. “What were you doing just now?”

“Reading offline novels.” Quiana gave her a look, then shut off her phone and lay down. “I’m going to sleep?”

Having a phone wasn’t a secret, but the signal was supposed to be completely blocked. ‘How could she possibly have a signal?‘ Jocelyn wondered.

“The most painful thing in life is having a phone with battery but no internet,” Joyce lamented as she got back into bed. “I should have downloaded a few novels.”

“Can you compare yourself to Quiana?” Sarah shot Jocelyn a glance. “If you have the time, you should focus more on training to avoid elimination.” Her tone was laced with sarcasm.

“I—”

“Go to sleep or get out!” Joyce was about to say more when a sharp command came from the diagonally opposite bed.. It was Lucy. Although Lucy had lost to Quiana and lost face, this wasn’t a challenge round.

Karen had been demoted due to low scores, and Lucy had taken her place. Lucy had moved to a new dorm, but even in the Grade A group, she was still overshadowed by Quiana. It was natural for her to be unhappy.

Joyce jumped and muttered quietly, “Why are you being so mean to me.”

“Alright,” Megan interjected. “Those who want to sleep, go to sleep. Those who don’t, go train.”

At the Hawley residence in Janivielle, Paul had a serious expression. “Mr. Hawley, we will act as quickly as possible.” Julius covered his lips and coughed lightly, giving a dismissive glance. “Two days ago, you said the same thing.” His tone was cold and distant.

Paul rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a chill. “Mr. Hawley Hawley’s age makes us hesitant to take

any

drastic actions.”

Over the past two days, they had managed to stop the cerebral hemorrhage, but Edward’s condition hadn’t improved. The situation inside his brain was far too complex, and given his status, they couldn’t risk surgery easily. Shane pressed his lips together. “Julius, you have to believe that my father will do everything he can.”

Edward was bedridden, and Julius was critically ill. Now, people outside were betting on which of the two would pass away first. Some had even placed bets on it.

Julius’s eyes were as dark and cold as an icy pond. “Are you sure the Mystic Pill won’t work?” he asked, his voice barely above

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a whisper.

Paul’s brows furrowed. “The Mystic Pill contains some components we can’t identify. They are very potent, but they have little effect on Mr. Hawley.”