Chapter 188
With Quiana’s temper, she might actually smash the gem. Wendy’s lips trembled, but she ultimately said nothing
She wrapped the box again and slipped it into her bag. She glanced at Quiana, reclining with her eyes closed, and exchanged looks with Sofia. The silence stretched all the way to their destination.
Liberty Island was an actual island encircled by mountains and the sea. Autumn had colored the mountains with reds of maples, though the breeze carried a crisp chill.
Alex, Eric, and Jocelyn had prior commitments, so they hadn’t come along. For an excursion like that, one supervisor was enough, Ryan had come, too.
Steven murmured, “You didn’t have to come!
Even he was rarely at the training camp for 24 hours. The closed training sessions were meant only for the trainees.
Ryan glanced at him, then surveyed the crowd. His gaze lingered for a moment on a cool figure before he beamed.
“With what they’re paying me, I should do more. Otherwise, I don’t feel right earning more than all of you,” Ryan remarked.
Steven was speechless. With Ryan’s worth being higher, his pay was naturally above the rest. Steven suspected that Ryan was just joking but couldn’t quite prove it.
Steven cleared his throat and picked up a small white megaphone, announcing. “Today, we’ll jog back to the training camp along this road.
The girls looked at him, incredulous. “Jog back? Mr. Smith, are you serious? That’s six miles! Their surprise quickly turned into an outburst of complaints.
Steven cleared his throat again, adding. The first five to reach the camp will get their phones back as a reward.”
“Phones” the girls exclaimed, shocked as they reeled from the temptation.
“But it’s six miles! We don’t even know the way!” one girl objected.
Lacy! And it’s freezing–we’ll be drained when we arrive!” another chimed in.
“And we still have to train!” a third voice added.
Ryan’s patience wore thin after listening to their complaints. Grabbing the microphone, he said, “Take the bus if you don’t want to run. But you’ll automatically drop to Grade F
Silence fell over the group. Grade F was the lowest ranking, which no one wanted. They were being forced into a corner.
But then, a voice chimed with an idea. “If we can’t go any lower than Grade F, does that mean we can just take the bus?”
“Yeah!” The Grade–F girls cheered excitedly.
Ryan tilted his head and sneered. “Who said Grade F can’t go lower?”
“What?” the girls gasped.
Ryan’s voice turned stern. “If your rank drops below Grade F. you’re eliminated.”
The group w
went quiet, thinking. Is this meant to be fun? Or are we just being forced into a tough spot?”
Steven coughed, playing the peacemaker. “The top five finishers will also get priority in selecting the next performance song
Chapter 188
and team members,” he added.
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