Chapter 232
“Someone is looking for Quiana? Who?”
“Could it be someone from the director’s team because of last night’s incident?”
“Who knows?”
The group of ladies immediately gathered and chatted in low tones.
Ryan frowned slightly as he said, “Everyone, focus on your training.” With that, he followed them out.
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All the way there, the person who came for Quiana did not tell her who was asking for her.
Quiana did not ask either. When she entered the lounge and saw who was inside, she was somewhat surprised. “Are you looking for me?”
A man was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin gray blanket over his lap. His features were distinct and alluring, with a small beauty mark near his eye that gave him a faintly captivating charm. Exuding an air of elegance and grace, he spoke in a deep, soothing voice. “Do you have a moment?”
Quiana raised an eyebrow. “That depends on what you want, Mr. Hawley.”
Phineas had left, leaving only the two of them and Leo in the room.
Julius said directly, “My dad is sick again.”
“Mr. Hawley?” Quiana frowned, and she looked completely puzzled. “What does it have to do with me?”
The situation was urgent, and Julius did not have time to say more. He wheeled himself forward to her side, his gaze was intense. “I need you to save my dad.”
Quiana was surprised. “Me?”
Julius nodded. “Name your price.”
“If you asked me to do an autopsy, I might consider it.” Quiana chuckled softly. “But to save Mr. Hawley? You must be kidding, right?”
Julius‘ expression was entirely serious, without a hint of jest. “I’ve seen you save Tom.”
That time, urgency had taken over, so she had not hidden anything. However, Julius was asking her to save Edward.
Quiana lowered her gaze and was lost in thought. A few seconds later, she looked up. Her eyes were clear and sharp. “Are you sure you want me to treat Mr. Hawley?”
Julius nodded. His gaze was so intense as if it could draw someone in completely.
Quiana narrowed her eyes slightly. “I charge a high fee.”
Julius‘ voice was calm. “You name the price.”
“150 million dollars,” said Quiana.
“Deal,” Julius agreed.
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Quiana was surprised by his decisiveness. She clicked her tongue. “But I can’t guarantee a full recovery, and there may be unforeseen complications.”
Julius looked straight at her and said slowly, “I believe in you.”
“I don’t even believe in myself.” Quiana chuckled wryly and then asked, “When are we leaving?”
Julius pressed his lips together. “The sooner, the better.”
“Give me ten minutes.” The performance was just four days away, and she was not sure how many days she would be gone, so she had to inform Wendy and the others.
Quiana walked out of the lounge and immediately saw Ryan.
Ryan glanced into the room, but the door was closed, and he could not see anyone. Furrowing his brow, he lowered his voice and asked, “Who’s looking for you, Ms. Levine?”
Quiana had nothing to hide. She replied, “Julius asked me to treat his dad.”
“Are you going then?” Ryan knew that Quiana was The Seraphic.
Hugo shot a glance at him. “Why not go if there’s money to be made?”
Ryan was rendered speechless.
When Quiana mentioned she was leaving the training camp, Sofia, Wendy, and Thalia were all stunned. “Is it something important? How long will you be gone?”
There were only four days left until the performance. With Lily out, the team only had four members remaining. If Quiana also left, there would be just three of them.
Quiana casually replied, “I’m going to save someone.”
She said exactly the same thing the last time she came back.
Hearing that, Sofia and the others were speechless.
“All right. Just focus on your practice. Don’t worry about me.” Quiana handed them the finalized choreography and smiled slightly. “I’ll definitely be back before the performance, so I won’t hold you all back.”
Sofia wanted to ask more, but seeing that Quiana did not intend to elaborate and appeared to be in a hurry, she decided not
- to.
Quiana’s departure from the training camp did not go unnoticed. As soon as she left, the ladies at the camp started chatting
away.
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