Mr. Sterling, Mrs. Sterling is Multifaceted!-Chapter 186: Caleb Crawford’s Plan Fails

The reporters fell silent.

That’s quite a special nickname. Did Young Master Sterling have a little pet at home? It’s surprising to see he has a caring side.

As the person involved, Seraphina Redgrave could only feel helpless when she heard Ethan Sterling’s response. She headed towards the audience section.

He sat in the third row behind Seraphina Redgrave.

As soon as he sat down, Nathan Ayers and his people cleared out an entire row of spectators.

Without any regard for others’ feelings.

However, Ethan Sterling never glanced at Seraphina Redgrave.

Seraphina Redgrave did not look at Ethan Sterling either, and took out her phone to send a message.

"Seraphina Redgrave: Why did you come here? With your presence, it’s hard for The Defiance Society not to gain popularity. You’re essentially conceding defeat."

Ethan Sterling’s popularity is even greater than that of some celebrities. With him here at the scene, today’s trending topics are bound to explode.

Plus, given the previous buzz, it’s hard for The Defiance Society not to become famous.

After sending the message, she turned her head slightly and found Selena Quinn staring at her phone.

Seraphina Redgrave sneered, "Does Miss Sterling have a habit of peeping into others’ privacy?"

"I wasn’t."

Selena Quinn turned her head, jealousy filling the air.

She was envious, envious that Seraphina Redgrave could message Ethan Sterling, envious that she could be held in his arms.

While she could not.

Selena Quinn’s eyes were nearly red with jealousy, struggling to take a deep breath.

Seraphina Redgrave sat in her seat and glanced back, seeing Ethan Sterling sitting there with no expression, not looking at his phone.

Alright then.

Still upset.

"By the way, Seraphina." Ronan Yates sat beside her, his voice full of excitement, "It’s my first time seeing Ethan Sterling. His aura is truly overwhelming, isn’t it? We really can’t compare."

It’s not your first time seeing him.

This morning was the first.

Seraphina Redgrave thought for a moment but didn’t speak as the audience slowly filled up, signaling that the match was about to begin.

Pre-match warm-up music began playing in the venue.

Seraphina Redgrave was just about to put her phone down when she suddenly felt a vibration. She picked it up and glanced at it.

Ethan Sterling had replied to her.

"Ethan Sterling: Just to see you one last time."

Seraphina Redgrave put her phone away speechlessly. Beatrice Fawcett suddenly took off her headphones, looking at Seraphina Redgrave, and spoke: "Seraphina, I want to go to the bathroom."

This was something Seraphina Redgrave had discussed with Beatrice Fawcett in the morning.

The Elite Society wouldn’t remain inactive. Instead of leaving no flaws early on, forcing the Elite Society into a corner during the competition, it was better to reduce their guard early.

"I’ll join you."

Seraphina Redgrave’s eyes flickered as she stood up to accompany Beatrice Fawcett.

As they stood up, Selena Quinn looked towards Caleb Crawford, who took out his phone to start doing something.

Seraphina Redgrave and Beatrice Fawcett waited for a while until the message to head to the competition area came from outside. Seraphina Redgrave said, "Let’s go to the players’ lounge."

The players’ lounge also had restrooms.

"Okay."

Beatrice Fawcett nodded, following Seraphina Redgrave out.

As soon as they left, someone followed right after.

Seraphina Redgrave suddenly turned her head, and the person immediately ducked behind the wall, not daring to move. After a while, a woman in a white T-shirt entered the lounge.

Great, they all went in.

The person hurriedly went in, inserted the key into the keyhole, and directly snapped it with pliers.

The door was completely locked.

Caleb Crawford sat by the audience entrance, ready to go on stage, when he received a message.

"Little Brother: They’ve been locked in the lounge. Rest assured."

Seeing this message, Caleb Crawford raised an eyebrow in satisfaction.

He sent a message back.

"Caleb Crawford: Since they’re locked, cancel all other arrangements to prevent issues."

Selena Quinn looked at Caleb Crawford, who handed his phone to her to show the message, then confidently said, "Sylvia Shaw thought as long as she didn’t go to the lounge, it would be fine. I arranged for a long line outside the ladies’ toilet. They have no choice but to use the restroom in the lounge."

Hearing this, Selena Quinn felt no joy, watching Caleb Crawford with a stern look: "Are you sure they are locked up? Sylvia Shaw doesn’t seem that careless."

"They locked the door after personally seeing them go in." Caleb Crawford spoke.

Selena Quinn sighed, "Locking the door surely won’t work, staff will come looking."

Caleb Crawford said nothing.

"Forget it, if we lose, we lose. In any case, with my health, it’s hard for me to lead the Elite Society." Seraphina Redgrave laughed bitterly.

Hearing this, Caleb Crawford’s eyes showed a touch of heartache, and he spoke, "I won’t let you be humiliated by Seraphina Redgrave. This time, I’ve taken further measures."

He leaned closer to Selena Quinn and revealed his plans.

Selena Quinn listened, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes as she looked at Caleb Crawford in surprise: "How can you..."

"I know you’re kind, and don’t approve of these underhanded methods, but I’ve done all of this. Just pretend you don’t know anything."

Caleb Crawford patted Seraphina Redgrave’s shoulder, and amidst the staff’s urging, left the audience, walking toward the central preparation area of the venue.

"Participant number seven, student Beatrice Fawcett from Sovereign College’s The Defiance Society, please quickly proceed to the preparation area. The competition starts in two minutes."

The urging voice from the speakers grew increasingly insistent.

In the center of the venue were ten specially designed space capsule seats. Nine contestants were already seated, only Beatrice Fawcett had yet to arrive.

The host, growing more anxious, began urging further.

Caleb Crawford sat in his seat with a satisfied smile.

Beatrice Fawcett wouldn’t be coming.

Seraphina Redgrave wouldn’t be coming either.

The two of them would disappear along with The Defiance Society, allowing the Elite Society to return to peace.

Caleb Crawford was still thinking when he heard a cold girl’s voice.

"Sorry, I’m late."

Caleb Crawford jerked up, looking in the direction of the voice, only to see Beatrice Fawcett, wearing a plain white T-shirt, heading to the last empty seat as if she were completely unflustered.

How is this possible!

How can she still participate in the competition!

Could there have been a mistake by his subordinates, failing to lock them up? That couldn’t be, he clearly instructed them to lock the door after seeing them enter.

If it wasn’t this step that went wrong, then with Beatrice Fawcett now appearing there, who was locked in the lounge?

Amid these questions, the host began to announce the rules.

Caleb Crawford’s expression was one of unmasked blankness.

Selena Quinn watched Beatrice Fawcett appear on the competition stage and realized Caleb Crawford’s plan had failed.