“Nope, can’t swap out now. We agreed, remember?” Rodrigo, a cigarette dangling from his lips, stared at Hannah. “Your call, Miss Moore?”
Hannah flashed a grin. “I’m not one to back down.”
“Alright then.” Rodrigo scoffed, pointing at two men beside him. “You two, take her on.”
The men near Rodrigo looked tough, either older or built like they meant business.
“Choose one.”
Hannah nonchalantly pointed. “Him.”
The crowd erupted in excitement.
“She’s in over her head!”
“Balfour’s our push-up champ!”
“She’s just boasting. Fifty push-ups will wind her.”
“Looks like she’s done for!”
“Boss, let’s start! Can’t wait to see her beg for mercy!”
The man Hannah picked shot her a menacing look and moved aside to get ready.
Hannah stretched her neck and bent down gracefully.
Winston observed her, his fists tight, poised to spring into action at any moment.
Initially, the man outpaced Hannah in push-ups, doubling her speed while the crowd roared in support.
Unfazed by the jeers, Hannah steadily continued her push-ups, seemingly deaf to the mockery.
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About thirty minutes in, the man’s pace noticeably slowed.
But Hannah, undeterred by the onlookers, maintained her steady rhythm.
The initial taunts quieted down as the crowd’s mood turned solemn.
Rodrigo’s confidence waned, and uncertainty crept onto his face.
Frustrated, he flicked his cigarette away!
Winston, watching Hannah’s composed demeanor, was certain of her victory. Relaxing into the sofa, he taunted Rodrigo, “Your guys might be strong, but they’re no match here.”
Rodrigo’s face twitched, catching the sarcasm. “It’s not over yet!” he retorted.