Quiana Doyle blinked and scanned the room, her gaze sweeping across the contestants in the semifinals. "Hey Merrick, that big brother who made a bet with us yesterday—why isn't he here? Did he not pass the preliminary round?"
Five thousand bucks may not be a lot, but it was still money she had worked hard to win.
At this moment, Merrick King finally noticed. Sure enough, Hector King was nowhere to be seen among the competitors. Merrick scratched his head, "That's weird. I remember the list said he passed the preliminaries. Don't tell me he chickened out and didn't want to pay up?"
Merrick's muttered words had barely fallen.
The kids from Sea Store Kindergarten who had passed the preliminaries began entering the venue.
Among them was Hector King, the same boy who had boasted yesterday that he would crush Quiana Doyle in scores.