Chapter 327
Jenny opened her mouth, but no words came out. Her palms were clammy with sweat—this was a lose-lose situation.
She couldn't step forward, but backing off wasn't an option either.
With clenched teeth, Jenny shot Madeleine a resentful glare.
Madeleine, of course, wasn't about to let this golden opportunity slip through her fingers. "Jenny, this is great. With Mrs. Hale's word on it, I feel a lot better. Let's just have a fair competition, no matter who wins or loses, it shouldn't mess with our friendship."
Basically saying: don't be a sore loser. And no dirty tricks behind the scenes either. If Mrs. Hale finds out, she's not going to be happy.
"Ugh." Julian let out a frustrated sound the moment Madeleine opened her mouth. Since when did she become his spokesperson? She was *his* assistant, not Beckett's. Taking his money and talking about fair play—please.
"You got a sore throat or something? Go run a few laps. You've had way too much free time lately," Kimberly Hale snapped at Julian w

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