Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Already Lost
She of course knew that George River loved her, but his love was apparently not enough.
If he truly loved her enough, he would not fail to meet even her tiny requests.
She couldn’t bear the sight of that wretched Hannah Winter taking her spot as the center; she couldn’t swallow that bitter pill.
This time, even if it doesn’t kill her, Hannah Winter won’t have it easy.
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The new ranks had been released and naturally, the dorm rooms were being rearranged.
Tiffany Lynch’s single room was given to her previously because she was in Class A and because of George River.
But now that Tiffany Lynch has moved to Class F, she obviously had to give up her single room.
She refused to move, discarded the Class F uniform brought by the staff into the trash can, and outright refused to shoot.
The staff, unsure of what to do, went to find the producer, who simply said to leave her alone.
Tiffany Lynch stood alone in the corridor, sulking, just as Hannah and Lucy Taylor were coming up from the staircase at a distance.
The two of them were arguing again.
Lucy Taylor, wearing her new uniform, exuded radiance, but her face wasn’t looking too good, "Hannah Winter, I insist to never share the dorm with you again."
Hannah smirked, "Coincidentally, so do I."
Lucy Taylor glared at her, "Do you think I enjoy sharing a bunk bed with you? No one would want to sleep underneath you unless we had no other choice."
With sparkling eyes, Hannah looked at her, "It was arranged by the crew. If you don’t like it, why don’t you switch with someone else?"
Lucy Taylor’s face turned red with anger, "If they put me in the same dorm as you again this time, I ... I’ll just sleep in the bathroom!"
Only then did she feel a little better after saying it.
She simply couldn’t bear Hannah’s nonchalant demeanor. Even though she looked good when she smiled, her words were utterly infuriating!
Hannah was silent for a moment, furrowing her brows at Lucy Taylor, before speaking incredulously, "I didn’t know you had such a fetish."
A face of disgust.
Lucy Taylor, furious to the point of fainting, dragged her luggage and stalked off.
She simply couldn’t believe that she could possibly be put in the same dorm as Hannah Winter again this time!
Definitely not!
The dorms for Class A were on the 18th floor, the long corridor was much quieter compared to the lower floors.
The number of people in Class A had increased this time, but there were only 13 people.
Tiffany Lynch saw Hannah and naturally heard her arguing with Lucy Taylor.
As Hannah approached, the mockery and hate in Tiffany’s eyes were evident. Her voice became more shrill, "Hannah Winter, your popularity has apparently not improved."
Hannah calmly responded, "Your popularity is so good that out of the 86 trainees who voted, only 19 supported you."
At her words, Tiffany Lynch struggled to mask her emotions.
In the voting segment, whether votes were won from the trainees because of her good performance or due to personal relationships, Hannah had far outdone Tiffany Lynch.
Anger flickered in Tiffany Lynch’s eyes, "Hannah Winter, don’t get too cocky too soon. The competition has just begun, and it is far from clear who will win or lose."
Hannah shook her head and sighed, "In terms of the competition, who will win or lose is undetermined. But for you, you’ve already lost."
Tiffany Lynch froze, "What do you mean."
Hannah smirked, stepped forward, and lightly tugged on the pink Class A uniform that was still worn by Tiffany Lynch. "Look at you, clearly you’ve been moved to class F, yet you can’t bear to part with your Class A uniform. You must be really unhappy about it, aren’t you?"
Tiffany Lynch clenched her fists tight, her palms turning purple with the strain.
