Fake heiress Real heroine

Chapter 97

Warren looked down at Quinlyn standing beside him, wanting to pat her on the head. But he wasn’t familiar enough with her or as carefree as Stanley. Instead, he smiled gently, his eyes soft, and said, “Okay.”

As they walked out of the White Stadium, everyone’s spirits were completely different from when they arrived.

The other teams were intrigued by Quinlyn’s group, feeling a shift from tension to relief as they casually asked about the price of the shirt.

They heard it was free, but with the catch of joining the club first. They mumbled among themselves, hesitantly joining the club while thinking they could just leave the group after receiving the suits.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered, they received a welcome package from.

Xiomar sent: [Ta–da! Welcome, our adorable newcomer! Please enjoy this treat from the great Quinlyn. P.S.: This is exclusively for our group’s fans, so keep it a secret!]

At first, they thought it was a sly money–making scheme. But once they opened it, they saw a reverse tracking system.

The team next door exclaimed, “Wow, isn’t this the barrier that appeared out of nowhere during battles?!” Everyone slowly realized the truth. Quinlyn was truly something special.

Trailing at the back, the DigitalKey Group watched the groups ahead getting closer, whispering with their phones out. Their hearts sank further, convinced they were the subject of gossip.

Someone couldn’t take it anymore and approached Warren. “Mr. Sullivan, I don’t think I’m fit for DigitalKey. I want to resign. Anyone with a bit of self–respect would feel uncomfortable.

Still leading the way, Warren heard this, turned around, and shook his head with a polite, gentle smile. “Realizing your weaknesses means you have the potential to improve. If you lose today and refuse to admit it, that would be truly hopeless.”

These words moved the employees, who all promised to go back and practice diligently, determined not to disappoint him. Only Yasmine, at the back, quietly clenched her fist and looked down in embarrassment.

one who couldn’t accept it. She thought Quinlyn and the others were cheating. She wasn’t wrong. Her parents

conference hall, Warren arranged vehicles to send each team member one by one. Regardless of winning or losing, the payment would be transferred to

as Xiomar and the others were about to leave, they were suddenly stopped. “Hold on, I want to compete with you all again!” Yasmine burst out,

is over. You should reflect on your own skills rather than troubling those who have contributed to DigitalKey

game; compared to my parents, they’re nothing!” Yasmine’s emotions flared up, with signs of losing control.

about to speak, he was shoved aside by

out!”

reacting quickly, pushed the two arguing people apart and led Xiomar’s group to take cover behind

the bulletproof car windows, sparking everywhere.

going on? Guns? Oh my gosh!” A group of homebodies

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happening.

at you guys, but…” Warren pulled the equally shocked Yasmine close, using

about to send everyone away, but unexpectedly, Yasmine interrupted, wasting valuable time. The thought made his expression turn cold, and

then, a small hand grabbed his wrist. Warren was startled and looked down straight into a pair of

the strength of her grip

lose a hand in the next moment,

those people? I’m so scared, I don’t want to die. You have to protect

the group

behind a flowerbed, pressed–Xiomar’s shoulder firmly, and said seriously, “Stay there, no matter what you hear, don’t