Chapter 459: Having a common enemy makes us friends.

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She wanted to see if she could find any opportunity to secretly trip up Cindy Clarke.

As long as she had the will, she would find a way.

As she walked, a paper ball suddenly appeared from nowhere and rolled to a stop by her shoe.

Iris Doone looked around but saw no one out of the ordinary.

This paper ball seemed to be thrown at her intentionally.

Iris looked around again and, seeing that nobody was paying attention to her, quickly bent down to pick up the paper ball.

She found an unassuming, deserted corner before unfolding the paper ball.

“If you want to know what Cindy Clarke is making in the competition today, come to the Northwest Gate.”

There was also a signature at the end: An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Iris frowned, could it be Zoe Silverstone?

Iris was actually quite surprised.

She couldn’t believe that Zoe, who was treated so badly by Adrian Zhekova, hadn’t sold her out. This was hardly Zoe’s style.

However, Iris didn’t know that Adrian had known about her involvement early on.

It was only because Iris hadn’t been eliminated yet and still needed to participate in the competition.

Adrian couldn’t act rashly.

Otherwise, people would associate it with him and feel the competition was unfair, which in turn would solidify the slanderous rumors about Cindy Clarke’s fraudulent achievement.

Anyway, Iris and Zoe had already laid their cards on the table.

Both knew each other’s intentions.

If it were indeed Zoe, she shouldn’t hide her true identity in this way.

They both knew each other quite well.

There was no need to be so evasive and mysterious.

So, if not Zoe, then who?

An enemy of Cindy Clarke?

An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

It turned out that Cindy had offended quite a few people.

But Iris was also afraid this was a trap.

Someone intentionally lured her out.

However, Iris couldn’t resist the temptation on the paper ball.

She wanted to know what cuisine Cindy would make in the competition.

If possible, she could be prepared and even find a way to make Cindy make a mistake.

Iris looked at the paper ball again and finally decided to go and see for herself.

As long as she didn’t admit anything and claimed to know nothing.

Even if it was a trap, she wouldn’t fall for it.

So, Iris went to the Northwest Gate.

Upon arriving at the Northwest Gate, she looked around but didn’t see anyone.

Iris frowned, had she been played?

Iris searched a bit more before finally deciding to turn back with a sullen face.

“Iris Doone,” someone called her as she turned around.

It was a completely unfamiliar voice.

Iris was certain she had never heard this voice before and wouldn’t recognize the person.

But the other person knew her name.

Iris felt a little uneasy, not knowing what the other person wanted to do.

“Iris Doone, don’t worry, I have no ill intentions and don’t want to frame you,” said the female voice, “Just like what’s written on the paper ball, for now, we can be friends.”

Iris steadied herself, turned around, and saw a girl walking towards her.

If Cindy Clarke, Adrian Zhekova, or Morgan Zhekova were here,

They would recognize her.

It was Eleanor Ward!

“Who are you?” Iris was sure she didn’t know the other person.

“You don’t need to be nervous, I have no ill intentions towards you,” said Eleanor Ward, “My name is Eleanor Ward, and I am the on-site doctor for today’s competition.”

For today’s competition, it was Eleanor Ward’s turn to be on duty.

The Pingla Competition had partnerships with several major hospitals in Belfard.