The Lazy Girl Won the Survival Show Chapter 10

The Lazy Girl Won the Survival Show Chapter 10

He had stepped into the simple vine trap I set at the cave entrance.

Now he looked pathetic.

The live chat exploded instantly.

“Oh my God, I knew she was doing something at the entrance. She was setting a trap.”

“Satisfying. So satisfying. That’s exactly how you deal with shameless men.”

Sienna took a frightened step back and pointed at me, her voice trembling with tears.

“Mara Quinn, how can you be so vicious? You’re hurting your own teammate.”

“What if something happened to Grant Hale? You’re terrifying.”

I leaned against the stone wall by the entrance, my tone flat.

“Save it.”

“Nobody’s buying that routine anymore.”

I lifted my eyes and swept my gaze over her pitiful tear-stained face.

Then I curled my lips.

“Do you not know what your reputation looks like right now?”

Her hustle queen persona had completely collapsed.

Her public reputation had hit rock bottom.

Even regular viewers didn’t like her anymore.

Why would I be afraid of her?

Then came the final day of the survival challenge.

The director announced, “Final task. Cross the canyon. The first contestant to reach the finish flag will become this season’s champion and receive the global endorsement for top luxury brand

Luminara.”

A top luxury brand endorsement.

The moment those words came out, the air changed.

I glanced at Sienna.

Her face, gray from days of setbacks, suddenly lit up with a feverish excitement.

This was her only chance to turn things around.

I knew too well that for this chance, she would do anything.

The challenge began.

I moved at my own pace, steady and unhurried.

Grant followed behind Sienna.

The two of them muttered to each other and kept looking back at me with shifty eyes.

The live chat sensed something wrong too.

“It’s the last day. Surely they’ll behave now, right?”

“Hard to say. Look at Sienna Vale’s eyes. She looks like she wants to hurt someone.”

“She isn’t going to pull something again, is she?”

The canyon was heavy with fog.

The road was slick and covered in moss and loose stones.

I walked steadily and slowly, safety first.

Soon, I reached a vine bridge.

Several contestants had already crossed.

Sienna was there too.

When she saw me, she urged me kindly, “Mara, come on. We’re all waiting for you.”

I stared at that vine.

Something felt wrong.

The live chat was confused too.

“Why isn’t Mara Quinn moving?”

“Is there something wrong with the vine? But everyone ahead crossed.”

“Don’t scare yourself. There aren’t that many conspiracies.”

Grant called from the other side impatiently.

“Hurry up. Why are you dragging your feet? Scared?”

Sienna also pretended to care.

‘Are you afraid? It’s okay. It’s safe. We all crossed.”

I smiled.

I ignored them and turned directly toward the production crew.

“Director, I request a prop inspection.”