CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 207

Chapter 207

“I have a band-aid here. Let me put it on you.” Andy took out a band-aid from his pocket.

Finley refused. “No, thanks. Someone deliberately hurt me. My wound may have a close-up in the live broadcast later. If I win with injuries, my victory will be more impressive to the audience” “Don’t you feel pain?” It took Andy by surprise that Finley ignored her wounds for the victory.

To a woman, her hand was the second face. She wouldn’t like to show the scars on her hand or her weaknesses to others.

“It is nothing.” Finley chuckled.

Compared to what I had undergone, these scratches were no worse than the bites from ants.

Andy sympathized with Finley, who looked tough.

“How are your computers? Raise your hand if there is any problem. If no, the test will begin right away.”

There were six exam takers in the first group, and only one of them could stay on the stage after the

test.

There would be five people in the coming groups.

The six people on the stage were indeed the best students in the class.

For example, Andy was the all-around hunk.

Finley became a joke for her classmates and the whole university for sitting there.

A heated discussion began among the audience.

“Look, Finley, that ugly girl, is on the stage. She is in the first group! Isn’t she the notorious stupid moron? Doesn’t she feel ashamed?”

“She is thick-skinned, so how will she feel ashamed? It’s not her fault. I think it is the teachers who deliberately made such an arrangement.”

“She looks a bit pitiful…”

Allison among the audience heard the ridicule, clenched her fists, and wished that she could tear the mouths of those people into pieces.

Her little face bulged with anger.

“Evan, go teach them a lesson. I don’t like them because they made fun of Finley.” Allison sought help from Evan because she couldn’t beat those boys.

Evan shrugged. “The best way to stop the rumors is to win with your strength. Moreover, that ugly woman is my bodyguard. How can an employer help his employee vent her anger? I won’t go, so you may do whatever you want.”

“Hmph.” Allison snorted in anger.

Tricia and Delia sat in the middle row.

Tricia smiled at the sight of Finley’s injured hand on the screen. “Well done, Delia. Typing speed is important in this game. She’s going to make a fool of herself.”

Delia smiled proudly and said, “I took advantage of Allison. I knew that the righteous Finley would

save Allison for sure Given her stubbornness, how can she win me?”

“The countdown begins.”

Finley took a deep breath and adjusted her breathing.

She raised her head with confidence and looked at the audience.

More than one hundred pairs of eyes were fixiated on the stage. Suddenly…

A red banner appeared above the last row. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

It extended from the left to the right there.

Baby, you’re the best!

Seeing this banner, Finley burst into laughter.

Bryan was so lively recently that he didn’t like a president at all.

Should the president of the Turner Group do this?