Bianca covered her mouth with feigned shock, bursting into obnoxious laughter.
It was loud enough to draw sideways glances from the competitors in the surrounding booths.
Her lackeys immediately chimed in to stroke her ego. "I knew it! The Hope Initiative? More like The Despair Squad."
"Serena liked to put on a good show back on campus, but look at her now. She's nothing but a Cowardly Turtle."
"Hahaha, that Cowardly Turtle probably realized she was about to humiliate herself and bolted with her tail between her legs."
"I told you all. A country bumpkin who had to bribe her way into Marington College couldn't possibly possess any real talent. Faking it at school is one thing, but stepping onto a stage filled with actual elite minds? She knew her cover was blown and was too terrified to show her face."
Buoyed by her teammates' chorus of insults, Bianca's mocking smile widened.
"Some people are just born at the bottom of the food chain, and they have no right to stand in this arena."
"It perfectly illustrates the difference between the elite and mindless insects."
Caleb's hands, resting on his knees, curled into fists so tight his knuckles turned a harsh white.
He jerked his head up, his eyes bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Bianca. "You know exactly why our captain and Lydia aren't here yet, don't you?"
"Bianca, is your heart completely black? How... how can you stand there and mock them after the despicable things you've orchestrated?!"
The veins in his forehead bulged, his entire body trembling with suppressed fury. "Don't think the Doyle family can just play God with people's lives! I swear to you... if anything happens to them, I will gladly trade my life to make your family pay!"
Caleb's voice was hoarse, thick with absolute rage.
His furious accusation rang out across the floor.
It was loud.
It drew a wave of suspicious stares toward Bianca from the neighboring teams.
Was it possible...
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