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Chapter 17 - The Final Tactic
Author: M. K. Diana
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“Y-you…” The host clenched his fists, his face tense with frustration.

How could the competition continue when it was clear to everyone that Atticus was at his limit? Granting Marc’s request would only guarantee the defeat of the overweight youth, something the host was desperate to avoid.

“What is going on here? Why hasn’t he done anything yet?” Reed slammed the table, clearly dissatisfied with the host’s efforts. With a sharp gesture, he motioned for the host to follow him backstage.

“What are you thinking? Aren’t you listening to me?” Reed barked, letting his anger explode.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Kensington. It’s not that I haven’t done anything, but…” The host bowed his head deeply, his voice faltering.

“I don’t want to hear any excuses!” Reed raised his hand to silence him. He had already contacted the television network and secured Atticus a spot in a larger-scale mukbang competition. Letting Atticus lose now, especially to someone as unknown and frail-looking as Marc, would be a
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