Chapter 44 Eleanor Joins the Battle

"Typically, an average person can hold their breath underwater for around 30 to 90 seconds. Those who have received professional training can usually reach around 7 to 8 minutes. The current record for holding breath underwater is around

22 minutes. Little sister Lela, do you want to try for 22 minutes?"

Eleanor's smile in the mirror resembled that of a mischievous little demon.

Lela thought it was a good idea. She lifted Finley's head and kindly let her take a breath before forcefully pressing it down again.

Lela said to Eleanor in the mirror, "Start the timer."

"Alright."

Eleanor actually looked at her watch as she started timing.

As each second ticked away, Finley's inner threshold crumbled bit by bit, engulfed in fear.

Twenty-two minutes, by then she would surely be dead.

This audacious girl must have received her courage from Master Sylvester. Finley truly believed that if she didn't apologize, she would be killed.

Master Sylvester was so powerful and liked her so much. He would definitely help her.

By then, if she died, it would serve them right.

She wouldn't allow it.

struggled, resisting with all

passed, but Lela didn't pull

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

from the

as good as she got, but she was also not confrontational

one to cause trouble, but once provoked, she would pursue her opponent to the ends of the

she had no intention of letting her off that easily. She waited straight-faced for

weak, with her upper torso resting on the edge of the sink as she

practiced holding her breath before. Holding it for three to four minutes was enough. If she

her to it. "What a mosquito you are. Even a

burst out laughing. People who came from the

Finley, filled with bitterness. Master Sylvester had even given

enough," Eleanor

remained silent. This

and patted her pale, cold face. "You said a woman who deserves Sylvester must be stunningly beautiful. Do you think you are stunning? Hmm?"

Lela got closer, grabbed her, and pressed her against her ear. Her voice was soft and slow, tinged with a hint of dominance. "Sylvester will be only

a mix of

side and leaned in close to her

heard it

"I had no choice but to keep it a

"Understood."

didn't know why, Eleanor felt strangely drawn to this fairy-like

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