At ten o'clock that night.
The final round was officially declared over.
The Board of Arbiters didn't enforce a curfew this time. They simply advised everyone to pack their luggage early.
At ten the following morning, The Contestant Ferry would arrive to transport all participants off the island.
It wouldn't wait for latecomers.
The next day.
Deep-Water Harbor was packed with contestants hauling their luggage.
The members of The Hope Initiative stood within the crowd, surrounded by other students engaged in lively chatter.
Lydia stretched her arms high above her head, looking entirely relaxed. "It's finally over! These five days felt like five years!"
Caleb adjusted his glasses, a wide smile on his face. "Yeah, and thanks to the Captain, we didn't have to stress over the experiments."
While they were chatting.
"Oh, are you all waiting for that Rusty Shuttle?"
A shrill, grating voice shattered the harmonious atmosphere at the pier.
Everyone turned around.
Bianca and Isabella strutted over in their high heels and luxury outfits, radiating sheer arrogance.
Though Bianca's complexion still looked a bit wan, her expression was incredibly smug.
Especially when she looked at Serena.
Her malice was completely unconcealed.
The reports were submitted.
She firmly believed the virus-laden data she had swapped into The Hope Initiative's files would drag Serena straight to hell.
When that happened, that bitch Serena would have no choice but to watch her ascend to the top!
"We aren't going to squeeze onto that dilapidated ferry with you broke losers."
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