The sound of footsteps was not loud, but it was particularly grating in such a quiet environment.
Everyone turned their heads to look.
Elena and her group were full of expectations. Wilda's heart began to race.
Emerson instantly furrowed his brows, his eyes turning cold. He had just said no one else could pass, and now it was likely someone did.
It was like a slap in the face!
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