July Quinn heard this and roughly understood why Thomas Grant had asked her to participate in the competition before.
She glanced coldly at the familiar figure not far away, "Don’t worry, I’ll get you the gold medal."
With her words, the worry Thomas Grant had felt was alleviated.
Walter Wright furrowed his brow, looking at July Quinn with some concern.
The pre-selection had just started, and a new team member who hadn’t participated in a single training session was so arrogant; what should they do?
While Walter Wright didn’t speak directly, Patrick Sullivan spoke for him: "That’s quite a big talk."
"What? Did it stink up the place?"
July Quinn barely glanced at Patrick Sullivan, with a look that suggested he was insignificant to her.
Patrick Sullivan immediately fumed: "I’m talking about your tone! You haven’t attended a single training, and you dare say you’ll get the gold medal?"
In Patrick Sullivan’s view, the gold medal should belong to someone like him who practices diligently.
But after boasting for a while, July Quinn coldly asked him, "What? Do you want me to let you have it?"
"Who wants you to let anything? Just wait and see, I’ll prove it to you with my skills."
Knowing his debating skills couldn’t compete with July Quinn, Patrick Sullivan walked straight onto the pre-selection field after delivering those words.
"That kid is hardworking, he just can’t stand people not putting in effort. Show him some reality, and he’ll naturally be convinced by you."
Thomas Grant watched Patrick Sullivan leave with pride and hurriedly advised July Quinn.
Compared to Bianca White, who always relied on her status and position to get her way, Thomas Grant preferred Patrick Sullivan.
Especially Patrick Sullivan’s honest and hardworking nature, which Thomas Grant wished the other brothers would emulate in the team. He didn’t want Patrick Sullivan to leave The Keaton Family’s Vanguard Corps, hoping July Quinn would spare him.
After all, he had seen with his own eyes how July Quinn had gotten Lord Keaton to chase Wendy Tierney away with just one sentence.
Listening to Thomas Grant’s advice, July Quinn rolled her eyes: "Do you think I’m someone who can’t distinguish right from wrong?"
Back then, she didn’t like Wendy Tierney because she saw Wendy had the potential to be a traitor.
And it turned out, she hadn’t misjudged her.
Look, isn’t Wendy now joining the rival team?
As her words fell, July Quinn also took the stage.
And Thomas Grant, having received July Quinn’s response, felt another weight lifted from his heart.
As July Quinn and Patrick Sullivan both entered the pre-selection field, Walter Wright couldn’t help but remind Thomas Grant about one thing: "The Squad Leader hasn’t forgotten our previous bet, right?"
Previously, they had said if July Quinn didn’t win the gold medal this time, Thomas Grant would have to wear a dress and run two laps around the field in front of all the team members.
So now, with the competition imminent, Walter Wright felt victory assured and reminded Thomas Grant.
Unexpectedly, Thomas Grant’s answer was: "I haven’t forgotten. Just hope your dress-wearing doesn’t turn out too repulsive then." Read complete versıon only at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵
"You have that much confidence in July Quinn? What was she doing before?"
Thomas Grant’s confidence was so complete that Walter Wright couldn’t help but doubt July Quinn’s background.
But Thomas Grant replied, "Actually, I don’t know what she was doing either."
Previously, July Quinn had swiftly taken down a team of Alpha Mercenaries and even kidnapped their leader Susan Carter to be her subordinate, causing Thomas Grant to suspect July Quinn’s identity, and he had investigated July Quinn thoroughly...