Chapter 413
Chapter 413:
Someone exclaimed, “You’re a true hero for standing up for justice! Remarkable work!”
With a modest smile, Fernanda waved her hand.
As the crowd began to thin, people returned to their exercise routines.
Vinson grabbed a water bottle, threw his head back, and took a long drink.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he took deep breaths, his well-defined chest muscles moving rhythmically.
Sloane approached Fernanda, her voice filled with concern. “Fernanda, that was frightening. You charged at him without hesitation—what if he had harmed you?”
Fernanda responded with assurance, “I was confident he couldn’t harm me, which is why I confronted him. He was no match for me.”
Sloane expressed her admiration with a click of her tongue, impressed by Fernanda’s bravery.
“But how did you spot him recording from so far away? If you were mistaken, he could have made things difficult for you.”
Fernanda clarified as she moved to the yoga mat where she had been assisting Sloane earlier. “I noticed his reflection in the mirror. He seemed too calm, like it wasn’t his first time doing this. People like that need to be held accountable.”
Sloane nodded in agreement.
As she observed Fernanda performing her exercises with precision and dedication, Sloane inquired, “What’s on the agenda next? Show me!”
Fernanda, raising an eyebrow, chuckled. “Earlier, you complained endlessly while stretching. Now you’re eager to dive in? Doesn’t the thought of pain scare you?”
Sloane felt a bit sheepish as she touched her head.
The stretching had indeed been suffering, yet now her legs felt surprisingly limber and pain-free.
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What impressed her more was Fernanda’s assertive handling of the earlier confrontation.
Sloane recalled numerous accounts she’d read online.
Typically, victims of secret filming hesitated to react, fearing further complications.
Fernanda’s boldness stemmed from genuine self-assurance.
Sloane greatly admired that and yearned for similar fortitude.
Considering her own slight build, she pondered her effectiveness in any real threat. Doubts about her ability to defend herself lingered.
Sloane was determined to transform, to emulate Fernanda’s courage in the face of wrongdoing. She aspired to actively safeguard others and champion justice.
That was her earnest wish.
“I’m prepared for whatever comes,” said Sloane, her eyes gleaming with determination as she faced Fernanda. “Will you guide me?”
“Absolutely, I’ll gladly help you transform,” Fernanda responded with a warm smile. “You’re quite frail; regular exercise will improve your health and reduce your reliance on medication.”
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