Nicole was holding a stopwatch, looking expressionlessly at Zeke, running at a snail’s pace.
He was in his last lap, running at speed almost slower than walking.
He was slow, but it was better than not moving.
Nicole watched on as Zeke neared the finish line, and she stopped the stopwatch as soon as he .
crossed the finish line.
“Your pace is only ten,” she said.
Nicole did not hold Zeke but motioned for him to continue walking for two laps.
“We can only start the next phase of training when you reach three.” Her voice came from behind him in
the distance.
Zeke could not say a word as he felt his eyes turning dark, and his knees were not his own.
Getting the pace up to three was no different from flying.
He had a long way to go.
After Zeke had finished training, Nicole walked toward the teaching building and stepped into the
classroom on the dot.
There were exactly five minutes before the class started.
Gary looked at Nicole with a grave face.
He had asked Ryder to find out about Nicole’s background, but many days had passed, and he still did
not hear from Ryder.
He wondered what was going on and if she was really clean with nothing to hide.
Even it was Jack and Wayne who told him about the fact that Nicole was the Riddle family member after
Stanley and others said it on the radio broadcast. He looked at Nicole with an inquisitive look in his eyes.
If he could not even find out anything with all the power and influence of the Finley family, he was almost
certain that Nicole had absolutely some unusual background. Thinking of how close Nicole and Jared
were, something suddenly dawned on him.
He could probably be right all this while. While Nicole was waiting for class, Bradley, in front of her,
turned his head, glanced at Nicole mysteriously, and then asked in a low voice, “Are you really from the
Riddle family?” The Riddle family might be declining in influence, but it was still well-known among all the
giants of San Joto.
Nicole raised an eyebrow at his question, thanks to her brother’s high-profile announcement.
She casually muttered an uh-huh in response. Bradley’s eyes lit up at once.
Just as he was just about to say something, he heard two timid knocks at the door of the classroom.
He looked up and saw a somewhat cowardly boy with black-rimmed glasses.
“Is Nicole in this class?” the timid boy asked.
‘He is looking for Nicole? Is he looking for trouble or something?’ Bradley thought to himself.
He then turned to look at Nicole, saw that her expression was unchanged, and breathed a sigh of relief.
‘Nicole has been through so many things, and she is good at martial arts.
Certainly, she could handle this.’ Bradley nodded reassuringly at the thought of this.
Vivian, who was sitting in the first row, had a gloomy look in her eyes when she heard someone looking
for Nicole.
“Why are you looking for her? Did Nicole get into trouble again?” she asked in a condescending tone of
voice.
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