All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 543 What If You Lose? Amelia could tell from Catherine's reaction that she still didn’t understand what was going on.

“Catherine, cwith me,” Amelia said.

She led Catherine to the bulletin board, where the registration form for the games was posted. It detailed the competition events and the list of participants.

Catherine glanced at it and saw her non many of the events. If there weren't restrictions on the number of registrations, the other party would have signed her up for all the events.

Amelia knew that Catherine didn’t sign up for these events herself. The thought of someone sabotaging Catherine made Amelia restless.

“Catherine, let's go tell the instructor. We can’t let these schemers have their way,” Amelia said.

Right after Amelia finished speaking, Dylan stepped out and explained, “It can’t be changed once it's been decided! His words meant that Amelia should give up on changing it.

Catherine didn’t say anything, but Amelia was furious.

“Sir, this doesn’t work!” Dylan looked at her sternly. “Rules are rules. If everyone cancels their participation, claiming they didn’t sign up themselves, how can the competition proceed?” Amelia bit her lip, falling silent.

Finally, Catherine spoke up. “Don’t worry about it. It's just a competition.

"I participate.” a Amelia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Catherine didn’t mind at all. She quietly approached Catherine and whispered, “Well, it's your participation that matters. Just treat it as playing a gor something.” Based on Catherine's previous performance on the training field, it would be difficult for her to even complete the competition, let alone win a prize.

Catherine's classmates all knew that she would be participating in the competition. After she returned, they gathered around to cheer her on.

Amelia knew Catherine's personality well and knew that Catherine didn’t like to talk much. Even though Catherine didn’t mind, she still felt quite angry. She immediately stopped those students who cup to talk to Catherine.

After that, Amelia began to vent her frustration. “Who is that disgusting guy who secretly signed Catherine up? He surely knows that Catherine is not good at these events! Well, he just wants to see Catherine make a fool of herself!” In Amelia’s opinion, nobody was perfect, and Catherine was no exception. Catherine's focus was on studying, and it was normal for Catherine's physical fitness to be a bit weak.

After Amelia's scolding, a sense of justice arose among the crowd. They thought that Catherine had been bullied and justice needed to be served.

“This is despicable. We cannot let that guy get away with it. We must expose the wrongdoer.” Catherine glanced at Corey, who stood silently in the corner, a hint of amusement in her eyes. She stood up and stopped a few students who were ready to make a scene.

“There's no need. The instructor already said that rules are rules and cannot be broken. If we do that, it will only make things difficult for the instructor.” After she finished speaking, Amelia repeated what the instructor had said. The students began to comfort Catherine.

“No worries, Catherine. The ranking doesn’t matter to our class. The important thing is for you to stay safe.” “That's right. Safety first, and the ranking doesn’t matter.” “Catherine, no matter what happens, we will support you. You're the best!” “Yeah, that’s right!” Catherine looked at those sincere faces, finding the situation very interesting. She remembered when Vicente cto visit her during her first year of college. She was just eight years old at the time, and even though she was in a special class, the oldest student in the class was not over 16. She was still the youngest child in the entire class.

When Vicente cto see her, he asked what kind of university she was attending. It didn’t feel like a university at all. He even complained that she had attended a fake university.

At that time, she didn’t understand what Vicente meant. She was attending the best university, so how did it beca fake university? Perhaps, what she was experiencing now was what Vicente meant. Now, she gradually understood why Vicente only called her back and forced her to inherit the Swanns’ fortune at the moment of his death. Other than wanting her to preserve the Swanns’ century-old legacy, perhaps he also wanted her to experience the life of an ordinary girl.

In the afternoon, the Military Training Games officially began.

The first event was a triathlon, which was particularly tough.

Five classes registered to participate, including the EIE class, with Catherine representing them.

Not able to get in, Amelia held a bottle of water and a tissue, standing by the fence with her classmates, cheering for Catherine.

“Catherine, it's so hot. Have swater!” “Thank you!” Catherine reached out and took the bottle of water, casually taking a sip. The scorching sun had made the triathlon much tougher.

“Catherine, just treat it as playing a game. We don’t care about the rankings. Don’t get heatstroke.” Catherine knew that her classmates were all concerned about her. Before she could respond, someone from the neighboring medical class suddenly spoke up.

The person's attitude was very impolite, giving off a strange feeling of sarcasm.

“You do have self-awareness. You know you will lose even before it starts, huh? It's quite funny.” This remark instantly caught the attention of the EIE class.

The person speaking was Elvis Harrington from the medical class, who had a good relationship with Calvin. He targeted Catherine and the EIE class because he believed that Catherine had framed Calvin, causing Calvin to receive disciplinary action. It made Elvis resentful.

Seeing that everyone from the EIE class was looking over, Elvis stood up straight, looking very arrogant.

“What? If you wantto shut up, let your performance do the talking. If you lose, then you should shut up!” The student sent to participate in the triathlon by the medical class was known for his good physical fitness and strength. It seemed that the championship was basically a foregone conclusion.

Although the EIE class was angry, they had no choice but to feel helpless. The EIE class's silence made Elvis even more arrogant.

“I told you, you're just a bunch of losers. You might as well just stand there and watch. Don’t bother competing!” Catherine, who was standing on the track, suddenly walked back and stood by the fence. She looked at Elvis, with disdain in her eyes.

“What if you lose?” “Hahaha...” Elvis burst into exaggerated laughter. “Well, well, well, what a joke! How could we possibly lose? Lose to whom? Lose to you? Hahaha...” Catherine's face remained calm, her eyebrows slightly raised. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, her fingers casually tapping on her arm in rhythm.

“Enough nonsense. Just tell me, what will happen if you lose?”