Chantelle didn't expect him to barge in and grab the documents away from her hands.
In the process, a few sharp paper edges left small cuts on her fingers.
Her hand stung, and just like that, her mood turned sour.
"What am I trying to do? I'm trying to show everyone what you've done wrong. You used shortcuts to get ahead in the selection. I'm going to reveal your dirty secret."
"Oh really? Then tell me, what were you and your so-called 'honorable' lady doing just now?"
"Ms. Nelsen came here to submit her application. She would never stoop to cheating like you."
"Is that so? The participant booklet clearly says that candidates are only invited for interviews after passing the first round. No one's allowed to meet the judges before that. I'm sure Ms. Nelsen read that too. You tried to bend the rules and failed. And now you're accusing Professor Cox and the association? That's a bold move!"
Chantelle's expression turned cold as she stared at Anthony without holding back.
