Chapter 242
Besides Zendaya, Steven and Ryan were also there.
Steven looked at Quiana with a complicated gaze.
Ryan gave Quiana a subtle smile.
Zendaya looked at Quiana. Zendaya had already watched all of the previous recordings.
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Quiana was excellent in both singing and dancing on stage, casily outshining all the other girls in the training camp. After all, she managed to make the mentors admit she was even better than they were. That proved her talent.
Initially, no one had faith in her. The production team invited her just for her popularity and the buzz she could generate. They even scripted her to be the participant who would be bullied and ridiculed.
Surprisingly, she went off–script completely, exceeding all expectations and becoming an unexpected success.
She was young and powerful. Her future should have been limitless. Unfortunately, she was Quiana and crossed someone she shouldn’t have.
Zendaya sighed. “Quiana, I want to check if you still have the recording from Lucy’s performance the other night.”
Without needing an invitation, Quiana hooked a stool with her legs and sat down with her legs crossed, relaxed and confident. “Yes.”
Zendaya reached out her hand. “Hand it over.”
Quiana raised an eyebrow. “Why should I?”
Zendaya frowned. “We’ll give you a fair explanation.”
“A fair explanation?” Quiana leaned back, putting one leg on the stool. She smirked coldly. “What were you all doing three days ago?”
“You…” Zendaya faltered. “Didn’t you take the day off…”
Under the table, Zendaya subtly tugged at Steven, signaling him to speak up.
Steven opened his mouth but ultimately closed it, saying nothing.
Zendaya then looked over at Ryan.
Ryan sat there casually and focused on his phone, ignoring her. It was clearly intentional.
Zendaya’s face darkened further. “You two, step outside for a moment.”
Ryan walked out.
Steven felt relieved.
Only Zendaya and Quiana remained in the room.
Zendaya carefully chose her words. “Quiana, regarding the choreography issue, Lucy has already forgiven you. Even if you release the recording, it could be dismissed as AI–generated.”
Quiana lifted her eyelids. “You yapped so much just because you want the voice recorder, right?”
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There were no cameras or recording devices in the room, so Zendaya spoke openly. “You can’t compete with the powers behind Lucy; giving me the recording is your best option.”
Quiana smiled lazily. “What if I refuse?”
Zendaya said coldly, “The Larson family can’t protect you.”
Everyone thought Quiana was depending on the Larson family.
Quiana clicked her tongue, saying nothing. She took out a voice recorder from her pocket and tossed it onto the table in front. “Here.”
Zendaya played the recording, sighing with relief at Lucy’s and Lily’s voices. Her eyes flickered as she remembered the superiors‘ orders. “Quiana, if you don’t want to be forced out and humiliated, leave the training camp on your own.”
If Quiana quit the training camp now, she’d be in the same situation as Lily–caught stealing dance routines, feeling guilty.
“Leave? Sure.” Quiana pulled another voice recorder from her pocket, fiddling with it casually. “If audio can be edited, then video can surely be too, right?”
“You…” Zendaya was stunned, staring intently at the recorder in Quiana’s hand. “How dare you record here? Are you asking for trouble?”
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