"My mom was fooled by an evil man and ended up having us. She has to take on three jobs just to make ends meet. She doesn't eat enough or sleep well, so it's the same for us too. Look at me, I'm so skinny that my bones are showing."
While speaking, Dora rolled up her sleeves, revealing her plump arms. She even dragged Dylan over to compare. Oh, she seemed to be plumper than Dylan was.
Gino and Dylan were speechless.
The gears in Dora's brain began to turn, and she immediately remarked, "The cake earlier must have made me fatter! I've never had such a nice cake before!"
Dylan's expression darkened. Hera's homemade cakes were a hundred times better than these mass-produced cakes. Couldn't Dora come up with a better lie?
"I don't need him to give me a chance. I'll definitely beat him in the next round," Dylan said confidently. The level of this competition was nothing to him.
"You're far too arrogant!" Gino scoffed before scrutinizing Dylan. He then solemnly warned Dylan, "You can't beat me!"
Gino hadn't even used his best tactics for the competition yet.
The confrontation between Dylan and Gino suddenly made Dora worry that Dylan's chance of winning the prize money was gone. She pouted as if she were about to cry.
Gino felt a pang of sympathy wash over him as he watched Dora. Although she was full of lies, she was far more adorable than Dylan was. Although they looked very much alike, their personalities couldn't be any more different.
"Since you're so poor, you shouldn't have come all the way here for a competition. There's no guarantee of winning the championship. That's such a waste of flight tickets."
While speaking, Gino took out a bank card from his pocket. "I have a hundred thousand dollars on this card. Go back home. The championship is mine."
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