The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 522

Penelope puffed out her chest. “Piece of cake!”

Beating someone as pretentious as Maria would be easy.

The teacher blew the whistle, and the competition officially began. Penelope started picking while Julian was responsible for carrying the tomatoes back to the end of the row and putting them in their basket.

The paths between the rows were uneven, and many of the city- accustomed adults and children had trouble, with several of them tripping and falling.

The teacher could only use a megaphone to constantly remind everyone to be careful.

Penelope and Julian were incredibly fast. After all, both had martial arts training, so the uneven ground felt like a flat surface to them.

As Penelope picked, she occasionally glanced at the other teams, especially Maria’s. The two of them were completely dominating their opponents.

As the minutes ticked by, Penelope was sure they had it in the bag. But when she glanced back at their basket, she was stunned.

They had brought back so many tomatoes, yet the basket was less than half full.

What the…

Julian was just as baffled. “I feel like the more I put in, the less there is.”

They exchanged a look, stopped what they were doing, and started watching the end of the row. It didn’t take long to figure it out: Queena had been secretly taking tomatoes from their basket.

And while it was supposed to be a secret, she was doing it right under the teacher’s nose, but the teacher wasn’t doing anything about it.

Julian stormed over and caught her red-handed.

“You’re stealing our tomatoes! That’s against the rules!”

Caught in the act, Queena showed no remorse. “I’m not stealing!”

“I saw you with my own eyes! You’re still holding a tomato you took from our basket!”

“I didn’t steal anything!”

Julian was fuming. He shouted at the teachers, “You all saw that, right?”

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