CHAPTER 802: CHAPTER 802: THANKS, BUT NO NEED

At that moment, July Quinn suddenly grasped Bianca White’s wrist: "Why are you taking my cup?"

Bianca looked into July’s eyes, which were alluring yet secretly sharp, and instantly felt a sense of crisis.

On the surface, however, she still smiled and replied, "I noticed you haven’t had much of your juice, so I thought I’d get you some soy milk instead."

"Thanks, but no need."

July Quinn was not foolish.

Bianca White rarely acted so attentive; there must be something up her sleeve.

Accepting her goodwill now would be like walking into a trap, wouldn’t it?

Bianca wasn’t embarrassed by the rejection, instead, she put on a worried expression.

"But you haven’t eaten anything. How will you handle today’s competition?"

After Bianca’s reminder, the other few careless men only then noticed that July hadn’t touched any of her food.

"July, do you not have an appetite? Why aren’t you eating?"

"Grandmaster, are you feeling unwell anywhere? Should we have our accompanying doctor check you out?"

They hurriedly began to show concern for July Quinn.

But July Quinn smiled gracefully: "Right now, I am a thorn in many people’s sides. If anyone tampers with my food, forget about today’s medal, even the ones from previous days would have to be returned."

As soon as July finished speaking, the others showed expressions of sudden realization.

Indeed, compared with previous matches that weren’t favored, today’s competition was expected to be July’s moment. Everyone thought the gold was certainly hers.

So, those envious of July must have wanted to make a move before today’s competition.

And Bianca White was one of them.

Damn it, if July was this astute and even decided not to eat, how could she make a move?

"Damn, our grandmaster is so thorough and thinks of everything."

"Exactly, these foods really can’t be eaten carelessly."

Patrick Sullivan and Walter Wright lavishly praised July Quinn, and Thomas Grant even asked July: "Aren’t you very hungry from not eating? How about I order some food from outside?"

"No need, I’ve arranged for my own food."

"What is it?"

Patrick Sullivan and Walter Wright were curious, hoping to find out what the gold medalist eats.

"Instant noodles!" July Quinn smiled charmingly at everyone, her gaze finally lingering on Bianca White.

Bianca had a feeling that July’s final gaze had a hidden meaning.

But what was it?

Bianca hadn’t figured it out when a flash of insight struck her mind.

Water!

If July was going to eat instant noodles, she’d definitely need water.

With this thought, Bianca excused herself from the Western restaurant to execute her plan against July.

A few minutes later, a waiter delivered two bottles of mineral water to July’s room, replacing the two bottles originally provided by the hotel.

When July returned to her hotel room and started on her noodles, Bianca took the opportunity to ring July’s room bell.

When July opened the door, she was holding a half-eaten box of noodles.

Bianca’s glance immediately fell on the spot where the original two bottles of mineral water had been, noticing both bottles were empty and lying haphazardly.

This indicated that July had used the water for her noodles?

Bianca felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

Because what awaited July next, was a failed drug test, disqualified competition results, and becoming someone deemed a schemer by the public, willing to do anything for fame and profit!

Bianca eagerly anticipated this scene when July’s voice suddenly rang in her ears: "What do you want from me?"