They were going to participate in a show, and offending the investors now was akin to shooting themselves in the foot.


    Gritting their teeth, the trainees began the grueling run.


    Debra shot a cold nce at Edgar, aware that he was trying to mess with her and possibly with Oscar too. His tactics were as transparent as they were nauseating.


    Intentionally falling behind, Oscar leaned close to her and said, "Slow down. Time isn''t an issue; keeping your breath steady is most important."


    Without waiting for her to respond, he added, "I''ll be here waiting for you at 8:30 tonight."


    Then he picked up his pace and ran ahead. Freya watched the exchange, her fists clenched in anger.


    After an hour of relentless running, they barely managed to finish 30ps. The boys were holding up, but the girls were struggling. Though in the winter chill, sweat drenched their bodies. Their makeup was smudged, but they couldn''t wipe their faces. It was simply tormenting.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Edgar observed their exhaustion with detached air. "Continue with frog jumps for tenps."


    "What?" Ashley was stunned.


    Their energy had run out, and frog jumping for tenps was a death sentence.


    Debra frowned, her eyes narrowing as she took in Edgar''s smug demeanor.


    Edgar added meaningfully, "Oh, Ms. Frazier sprained her ankle. Running 30ps was already tough for her. Pleasee sit next to me and help supervise the training."


    He was implying that Debra''s ankle was fine and that she simply didn''t want to dance. He was trying to shift the me onto Debra.


    The girls started toin among themselves.


    "Debra, you''re unwilling to dance and put us into this."


    "It''s just dancing, not like it''s a big deal. Why wouldn''t you agree?"


    "Stop pretending. Aren''t you cozying up to your sponsors every night?"


    Before Debra could defend herself, Oscar shouted, "What are the boys doing? Mr. Odom said frog jumps. Get ready."


    The boys snapped to attention, following hismand without question. Seeing the boys start their froggumps, Freya had no choice but to rally the girls. "Girls, frog jumps."


    Debra walked straight up to Edgar, sulking, "What do you want?"


    Edgar shrugged dismissively. "Nothing much, just not in a good mood. When I''m in a bad mood, like to make others suffer. If you can make me feel better, maybell let them stop."


    It was almost evening, and with such high-intensity training all day, everyone was at risk of falling sick by tomorrow. The cold winter wind made it easy to catch a chill, and with the new showing up, thest thing they needed was a group ofill trainees.


    Debra rolled up her sleeves, her eyes shing with determination. "Fine! Mr. Odom, are you interested in dancing a number with me?" Chace snorted, "Who are you to dance with Mr. Odom?"


    Edgar raised a hand, silencing the secretary. Standing up, he asked, "What are we dancing?"