His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 972: Want Her Hands_1

Chapter 972: Chapter 972: Want Her Hands_1

Chapter 972

Mia Nolan’s classmate counted and said, "There are eighteen of us! A third of us are from our class."

There were many participants from Capitol, but few remained in the Revival Area. Most of them were able to advance to the official matches.

Out of the eighteen, more than half were students, only three were working professionals.

Mia Nolan glanced around and said, "Be alert when we draw lots for the team captain later, to prevent anyone cheating."

As soon as she said the word "cheating", she unconsciously glanced at Chloe Collins next to her.

"Seriously? Someone could cheat at this too?" Student 1 exclaimed in surprise.

Mia Nolan looked at him oddly: "If someone is determined enough, they can cheat at anything."

"Alright, I got it. I know who you’re referring to. I’ll keep an eye on her later."

Judging from his words, the program host began the opening ceremony.

When introducing the contestants, the Grand Assembly focused on Fox, who currently held the first rank. As the camera panned across foreign participants, they appeared dismissive, sprinkling out light laughter. They did not take it seriously.

Some of them even began to talk big, saying Fox should cherish their current moment. Once the match began, there would be a new number one.

Under such a tense atmosphere, the opening ceremony ended swiftly.

Before long, the main participants had begun their pre-match preparations. In the meantime, the contestants from the Revival Area began their team selection.

After the lot-drawing, a 32-year-old male IT professional became the team captain.

Basically, once the captain was settled, one spot for the battle was confirmed. The only thing left was to select the other two.

After posing a few questions, the captain said coolly, "You all sit down first. We must humble our opponent’s spirit in the first battle. Let’s let the professionals take lead."

As he mentioned the word "professional", he briefly glanced at Chloe Collins and others who were not professionals. His eyes finally come to rest on Mia Nolan and her group.

"Which among you is the strongest?"

Mia Nolan voluntarily stood up.

The others kept pushing each other, still nervous. Then another person scrabbled to his feet.

Chloe Collins sat there calmly, watching them, not joining the scene.

Once the list was confirmed, every team of three would represent their group on stage to compete within five minutes.

They would still adopt a one-on-one format, occurring simultaneously.

At the same time as the match was about to begin, in one of the hotel suites, a dozen or so people were discussing the tactics for their upcoming match.

These were the people who had caused a commotion at the Hidden Nooks.

Suddenly, someone rushed in: "Herc! There’s a situation!"

"What’s rush, what’s the situation?"

"Didn’t you ask us to look out for the dirt on Hidden Nooks? We didn’t find any dirt, but we found the real ’hunt’!"

"The real ’hunt’?" The crowd expressed their confusion.

"Yes! I was bored just now, so I decided to check out the surveillance cameras we installed earlier. I happened to see Sophia Spence meeting with the fake ’hunt’. Anyway, just see for yourselves!"

As he finished speaking, he played back the surveillance footage he’d retrieved on the computer.

As soon as the video started playing, Sophia Spence and a young man wearing a blue mask appeared on screen.

As soon as they sat down, Sophia Spence began to speak, "I just received information. Those company bosses have pooled funds to hire people from Dark Alliance to break the ’hunt’s’ hand. Those people are already here, blending into the audience. Once you lose the match, they will immediately release new exposés. They go after Chloe Collins, or else, your hand will not be spared."

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(That’s the end for today. And just a reminder, we can’t rush the plot. Once we rush, things will get messy. We will cover all the plot points that you’re interested in. If possible, I’d love to have the ability to write at a speed of 5000 to 10000 words per hour to provide daily updates for you all. It’s just that I’m slow at typing. Let’s not rush, okay? Sending you all a kiss! I will try to update more for you tomorrow. Goodnight.)