Chapter 612

She gently squeezed the fate card in her hand, the glossy surface cool against her palm. A soft, carefree smile lingered at the corners of her lips—serene, unshaken, almost provocative in its quiet confidence. The moment her haters saw that grin flash on camera, the live stream exploded into a frenzy of mockery: ["How can she still smile? Doesn't she realize no one's gonna pick her?"] ["Keep laughing, Susan. You'll be humiliated soon enough."] ["Susan’s acting all chill, but just wait till she’s the last one standing—hilarious!"] ["LOL, does she not see what’s coming?"] ["Just quit the show already. Spare us the embarrassment, Susan."] ["It’s obvious everyone’s gonna pick their volleyball partners. Is Susan really that clueless?"] ["Susan’s about to get a reality check. Can’t wait!"] The chat flew by so fast it was nearly unreadable, scrolling like a digital avalanche of gloating. And yet, Eleanor didn’t flinch. She tilted her head slightly, her smile deepening—as if savoring their pre