The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191

“What?” Jessica gasped, her eyes glued to Joyce’s ankle. “How is that even possible?” Nora’s and Yvette’s expressions didn’t look too good either.

“Mr. Clark’s here with the medical team!” someone yelled from the sidelines.

Unfazed, Quiana glanced at Viola and the others, a subtle smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. “A piece of advice- don’t try me, she warned, her tone icy.

With that, she glided through the crowd, seamlessly returning to the main road and picking up her pace again. Sofia, unable to hold back, snorted at Viola’s group before quickly turning to follow Quiana.

“What happened?” Ryan pushed his way through the crowd, accompanied by the medical team.

Steven snapped to attention, saying. Joyce twisted her ankle.

Since it was a group of girls, they requested a female doctor, who approached with a small stool. She gestured for Joyce to sit, saying, “Sit down–let me have a look.”

Joyce took a seat, and the doctor knelt beside her, gently resting Joyce’s foot on her lap. She applied slight pressure to the ankle and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Joyce replied, “It hurt a lot earlier, but it’s a little better now.”

The doctor gently prodded Joyce’s ankle, her expression thoughtful. “The bone appears fine, she murmured.

Joyce pursed her lips, explaining. “Someone helped me adjust it earlier.”

“Really?” The doctor raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Who did that?”

Joyce glanced over her shoulder, but Quiana was already a distant figure, her silhouette cool and composed against the horizon

The doctor glanced in the same direction and remarked, “Whoever did that knew what they were doing. The bone rly set. Though she wasn’t an orthopedic expert, her assessment was clear–and unexpectedly flattering

Viola and her followers, who had earlier mocked Quiana’s actions, fell silent. Viola’s face twisted with frustration, her color draining as though she had swallowed something unpleasant.

“Remember–a bone injury like this takes about a hundred days to heal, the doctor explained, examining the swollen ankle. “You should go to the hospital for an X–ray.”

“All right.” Steven stepped in, motioning for the crowd to disperse and announcing, Joyce is heading to the hospital. Everyone else, keep going.”

“Mr. Smith.” Viola suddenly inquired loudly. “If Joyce is forced to stop, does she automatically get

demoted?”

The girls who had started running froze, all eyes turning toward Steven. He hesitated for a moment, but before he could answer, Ryan quickly responded with a frown, “Do you want to break your leg, too? His voice was calm, a stark contrast to his bone–chilling gaze.

“Let’s go. Jessica urged, sensing Viola’s indignance. Viola was about to comment further, but Jessica pulled her gently, knowing it was best not to press the issue with the mentor.

Once the girls started walking away, the female doctor turned to Ryan and Steven, gesturing for them to help Joyce into the