Chapter 210
The two of them kept whispering and chatting nonstop until the very end of the meeting.
After everything wrapped up, before Samantha Quin and Lisa Turner left, they made a quick stop at the restroom.
Out in the hallway, Nathaniel Grant was standing just outside the restroom door, like he was waiting for someone.
The moment he spotted Samantha, he broke into a warm smile, but there was a flicker of caution in his eyes as he said,
"Ms. Jordan, didn’t get a chance to catch you earlier—good luck with the competition. Hope you do well."
Samantha gave him a faint smile, her tone meaningful.
"Thanks, Mr. Grant. I hope you earn a genuine result this time."
Nathaniel's face twitched slightly. He clearly caught the subtext.
But the man had nerves of steel—and no shame—so he bounced right back with a cold smirk.
"You must be joking! Every contestant here got in based on talent alone—not everyone has someone like Mr. Lee backing them, after all."
So now he was openly implying that Samantha only go

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