On the second floor of the theater, a man held a pistol and aimed at Zayla after receiving Clarence's instruction.
He was waiting for the best moment to kill Zayla with one shot.
On the stage, Zayla jumped and spun from time to time, her feet bleeding.
Zayla could hardly endure the piercing pain, and her toes were mangled, but she kept telling herself that she must not fall down.
Once she made a slight mistake, they would turn a blind eye to her perfect sequence of spinning thirty-two times.
At this moment, Zayla understood thoroughly.
Why was Miriam indifferent to her again and again?
Because Miriam was in the same boat as Clarence.
She believed Miriam too much.
But...
Even if the four rounds of assessment were all rigged, she would make the dirty tricks fail.
Why should she give away the gigolo she kept with her capability?
Anyone who wanted to snatch him away had to defeat her.