Hearing Daisy Cooper’s words, Olivia Song’s eyes flickered and she looked aggrieved, "That’s not what I ant, I just think it’s not quite right to be like this at soone else’s ho turf."
Claire Green was directly amused out of anger, "So you didn’t hear how that person slandered us just now, right? Yes, we’re on soone else’s turf, but don’t forget your own nationality."
Such a person is not fit to be a star.
Even when being bullied, saying it’s not right.
Damn it, what’s not right about it.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t think it through thoroughly."
After a mont.
Olivia Song bit her lip and spoke softly.
It’s just a small matter, is it necessary to make such a fuss? What that person said wasn’t wrong, Z Country indeed has never won an award.
As if seeing through her thoughts, Claire Green chuckled lightly.
When she spoke, her tone was harsh, her voice low, "You better rember this, if it happens again, you’ll only taste a fall from grace."
Olivia Song’s face turned pale all of a sudden, stepping back two steps in fear, wondering how dare she threaten her in public.
Although the others were stunned by her blatant threat, they just thought Claire Green was joking, not to be taken seriously.
Seeing Olivia Song like this, Aiden Don scoffed, "Just a joke, and you’re this scared."
There are no other people around, aren’t you tired of pretending?
Joke?
Olivia Song looked at him incredulously. If he really knew, he should know Claire Green never jokes.
Even Julian Sia, who had seen Claire Green in various fights, knew she was serious, feeling helpless.
The competition hasn’t even started, yet they’ve already clashed several tis.
"Alright, after such a long flight, everyone go back to your rooms and get so rest. You need to be in top shape tomorrow."
...
After playing the role of background all day, Miller entered his room and imdiately showed his true colors.
He flopped onto the sofa carelessly, legs crossed, fingers continuously tapping on the phone screen.
[Tsk tsk, Julian, is your hot pepper always like this?]
After sending this ssage, he forwarded a video he took today.
Not even two seconds later.
A reply ca imdiately.
[Mason Quinn: Trash, that’s definitely sothing she’d say.]
[George Xyler: M Country is going to have a hard ti this ti, provoking such a troublemaker.]
[Caleb Green: M Country needs to be taught a lesson, if it weren’t for Julian not wanting to participate in these events, they wouldn’t even matter.]
Miller, seeing their ssages, was curious, do they have such faith in Claire Green?
He admitted Claire Green was the strongest among the Z Country contestants, but M Country had always dominated various awards, so their students couldn’t be underestimated.
Listening to them, they seed so confident.
[Miller: Aren’t you overestimating her?]
Reading the words on the phone, the man smiled and replied unhurriedly.
[Julian Sia: Claire never boasts.]
Therefore, when she called all of M Country trash, it might sound like a joke to outsiders, but he knew she was dead serious.
Rubbing his fingers on the screen, Miller’s lips curled up; since that’s the case, he was curious to see what surprises Claire Green would bring this ti.
...
"Miller, a waiter just asked to give this to you."
The boy walked in, handing over a piece of paper.
Miller, currently in a bad mood playing gas, slid his finger upon hearing the voice, causing his character to die instantly.
"Damn it, why did you have to give it to now?"
Without even looking, Miller growled with an ugly expression.
The boy trembled, imdiately putting on a smile, "Sorry, the waiter said it was important, I needed to get it to you quickly."
With the words said.
Miller took the paper from his hand, glancing at it, and his previously sour face suddenly broke into a smile.
"I’m heading out."
Putting the paper in his pocket, he rushed out the door with purposeful strides.
Staring at the closed door, the boy was confused, what’s going on?
On the hotel rooftop.
As soon as Miller entered, he saw a girl sitting elegantly on a chair, holding a cup of coffee, sipping it slowly.
"What’s up?"
He asked straightforwardly as he sat down.
Putting down her coffee, Olivia Song smiled slightly, "I have a collaboration in mind, wonder if you’re interested."
"Oh," Miller raised an eyebrow, "let’s hear it."
"I know Claire Green insulted your country today, and she and I don’t get along, why not use tomorrow’s opportunity to ruin her reputation."
Olivia Song spoke with gentle elegance, but her words were insidious.
Upon hearing.
Miller had a flash of surprise in his eyes, this was interesting.
Soone from the sa country, trying to stab her own teammate in the back during such an important competition.
Interesting.
"Why would I agree to this?" he asked with a smiling inquiry.
The next second.
The smile froze.
"Naturally, if she’s not dealt with, she’ll be your greatest obstacle, you could even say you have no chance."
While she wasn’t clear about Claire Green’s true capabilities, so things were just about saying the right words.
Miller’s eyebrows furrowed slowly, "Are you overestimating her or underestimating us."
What a joke.
To think that girl would be an obstacle, their M Country had Joaquin.
Knowing he wouldn’t easily believe her, Olivia Song smiled calmly and slowly recounted what Claire Green had done, "Now, are you still so confident?"
The last-place was pretending to control scores?
Perfect scores in all subjects in the joint exams across several schools?
Even revitalizing an entire class, sounds like a fairy tale.
Miller was incredulous, if it was true as she said, then Claire Green certainly was a dangerous presence.
Nevertheless.
"Why should I believe you, aren’t Z Country people most proud of their country? Telling this now makes question your intentions."
Olivia Song pursed her lips, "I’m not the sa as those fools, I’m fully aware of our own abilities."
"Believe , when it cos to taking down Claire Green, no one is more serious than I am."
Seeing she wasn’t joking, Miller finally showed interest, "Tell , what ideas do you have."
Seeing he took the bait, Olivia Song’s excitent flashed and vanished.
She spoke calmly, "M Country is your ho turf, with your family’s influence, getting the answers to this math competition should be easy. You get the answers, I’ll find soone to sneak them into her personal belongings,
then, if she scores higher than you, report her for cheating, and then she will be disgraced before the whole world."
After hearing all this, even Miller felt like clapping for her.
What a masterful fra-up.
The entire plan keeps her out of the picture; even if exposed, she won’t be implicated at all.
"All this ti, it seems Miss Song isn’t involved at all," Miller stirred his coffee, nonchalantly saying, "If you want to work with you, I’ll need to see so sincerity, which I haven’t seen so far."
Olivia Song paused, she initially intended to have him clash with Claire Green, while she reaped the benefits from behind, but it seems that won’t do.
"In that case, I’ll personally handle planting the evidence, what do you think?"
Miller finally smiled satisfactorily, swirling his coffee, "Pleasure working with you."
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