Chapter 1797

But as God opened one door for her, He closed another. Aurelia possessed fair, long legs, an elegant oval face, and a perfectly proportioned figure—she was a picture of beauty. In fact, she had inherited every exquisite trait from Maeve. Logically, running shouldn't have been a struggle with such a physique. But Aurelia was the exception. She had never once passed a sports test in her life. As Dennis's gunshot rang through the air, Aurelia began to move at a glacial pace. Cyrus watched her from the sidelines and casually strolled beside her. Yet, Aurelia couldn't even keep up with his leisurely walk. "Straighten your back and lengthen your stride," Cyrus called out in a calm, unhurried tone. Aurelia shot him a sideways glare. After barely two steps, she was already winded. Behind her, a few guys called out, urging, "Aurelia! You're almost there! Just push through!" By "almost", they meant there were still about 0.43 miles to go. Aurelia felt a surge of grievance. She hat