The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227 It Would Stain His Reputation

How about that? Think my leader outshines yours?” Morris smirked, raising the sizzling cheetah meat and etting its savory scent drift towards them.

Most of Nadia’s teammates could barely resist the mouthwatering aroma.

‘Morris! Don’t be so smug! We’ve got a rabbit to feast on. We don’t need your food,” Hannah muttered bitterly, repulsed by his underhanded tactics.

“Oh please, one rabbit? What’s the plan? You three eat it while everyone else just watches?” Morris chuckled,

full of mockery.

He knew exactly how Nadia, Wilbur, and Hannah operated. They had a habit of hoarding supplies, leaving their teammates to pick at leftovers–if anything.

“Stop spouting lies! Nadia puts her people first. She’d rather go hungry herself than let anyone else starve. That’s why she has so many loyal followers.” Hannah made the claim with a straight face, trying to shield Nadia’s image.

But before Morris could fire back, a student turned to Nadia, asking, “Is what Hannah said true? Will you let us

eat first?”

Nadia’s expression tightened. She was at a loss for words. She threw Hannah a sharp look. Despite being their leader, she was still a privileged girl, and right now, her hunger matched theirs.

Hannah’s face drained of color as regret sank in. “Nadia, I…”

“As the head of this team, I have to prioritize the teammates. Go ahead, you all should eat first.” Nadia had no choice but to say so. Still, she attempted to stall. “But we don’t even have fire. Roasting it here isn’t an option. Maybe we can catch something else and then…”

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“No need. We’ve got flames to spare,” Morris chimed in, offering a portion of their fire pit.

Nadia clenched her jaw in irritation.

“Awesome! Finally, something to sink our teeth into!”

Like a pack of starved animals, the team lunged for the rabbit Wilbur was holding and hurried to the flames, leaving Nadia, Wilbur, and Hannah out in the cold.

“Hey, guys…” Wilbur tried to stop them, but it was futile. Despite their efforts, the three didn’t even get a

nibble.

“I won’t forget this, Morris,” Nadia fumed internally, cursing him and his ancestors in silence.

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Chapter 227 It Would Stain His Reputation

“Nadia, Wilbur, let’s go find something else to eat,” Hannah murmured, hand on her stomach.

If Wilbur wasn’t there, Nadia would’ve given Hannah an earful too. There was no point in saying anything else. She had to force herself to leave. She couldn’t bear the scent any longer.

With that, the trio walked away.

Later on, Morris strolled over to Maren with the roasted cheetah haunch.

“You don’t have to stand up for me. I don’t give a damn about them,” Maren said as she accepted the food. She

knew Morris had stirred the pot to teach Nadia a lesson.

“They’re too full of themselves. Someone needed to knock them down a peg,” Morris said, clearly annoyed.

Nadia and her team were simply too much.

Maren gave a wry smile and shook her head. People like Nadia rarely changed just because they got

embarrassed.

Maren didn’t waste energy on petty drama. Her focus was locked on winning.

Still, she didn’t mind Morris stepping in as long as it didn’t interfere with the bigger objective.

“Go ahead and eat. We’ve got bigger priorities.”

“Bigger priorities?” Morris blinked in confusion, chewing faster.

“Gerald, looks like your prediction was off. Nadia didn’t win this round.”

The others judges teased Gerald.

After all, Gerald had been so confident Nadia would win, but things turned out differently.

Nadia had clearly lost.

“That’s not fair! Maren only came out ahead because of Morris. How can she get the credit for that?” Gerald snapped. “Without his help, Nadia’s team would’ve landed the first catch. She should’ve won!”

Everyone else exchanged glances.

They all knew Nadia’s team had bagged a rabbit, but Maren’s caught a cheetah–with just two people. Gerald was clearly in denial.

“By your logic, Wilbur was the one who shot the rabbit, and Nadia shouldn’t earn any points, right?” one judge