The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154

Bluebird Band had been hugely popular in its day, and Eleanor was known for her introduction and declaration, Steven asked, “Eleanor, who do you choose to challenge?”

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The girls in the room flinched, mentally saying, “Please don’t pick me, please.” Some even shut their eyes, not daring to watch. Then, Eleanor said loudly, “I pick her!”

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The girls who had closed their eyes cautiously opened them, and when they saw it wasn’t them, they sighed in relief and looked in the direction Eleanor had pointed, eager to see who was unfortunate enough to be chosen.

Then they saw Eleanor pointing directly at the middle of the stage, the highest seat–Position One.

The room went silent. The hundred girls, mentors, and Quiana were all speechless.

They thought, ‘Does she think she picked up an easy target? Did she never stop to wonder why Quiana was sitting in Position One?‘

Eleanor had thought about it, and so had Amanda. However, their thoughts were fleeting, quickly swept aside by the image of Quiana, the girl from the slums, weighed down by her infamous reputation. And then they reached out, certain they could easily defeat her.

Quiana paused for a moment. “Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?”

Eleanor raised an eyebrow. “Are you scared?”

The challengers didn’t know the results of previous challenges, and there were no rules against challenging the same person.

The mentors stayed silent, unable to comment.

Quiana sighed once again. Less than five minutes after sitting down, she stood up, placed the music sheet back on her seat, and walked down the steps.

“Will she win again this time?” those girls were curious.

Just a moment ago, everyone was sure that Quiana would be eliminated by Amanda. However, it was Amanda who had lost.‘ Therefore, nobody dared to make any confident predictions anymore.

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The silence weighed heavily on the room as Eleanor stood frozen. It took her a long time to snap out of her daze, and when she did, her face was pale with disbelief.

Quiana sighed again as she muttered, “Sorry, you might have to leave.”

Eleanor had lost her only chance at the challenge, her defeat a bitter blow she had never anticipated.

Quiana took a few steps backward, then returned to the center and casually said to Steven, “Announce the next challenger.”

Steven felt surprised. “Aren’t you going back to your seat?”

“No need.” Quiana replied, “I don’t want to have to run back up next time.” Those stairs are killing her. There were over twenty steps, steep and exhausting.