Chapter 904: The Annoying Boy

Aveline's head throbbed as soon as she heard the voice. Why, oh why, did fate decide to place her in the same class as him again?

The person who had spoken was Kieran, her desk partner for six long years.

"Well, Aveline, you can sit next to Kieran," Miss Emberly said with a knowing smile, assuming that since they were familiar with each other, they'd be fine sharing a desk again.

Aveline scanned the classroom. Of course, the only empty seat was the one next to Kieran.

"My dear little Aveline, we meet again! I just knew we'd end up as desk partners again. Look, I even saved this seat for you," Kieran chirped as he stepped forward to carry her bag for her.

Seeing him made Aveline's entire body tense up. It wasn't that Kieran was unattractive- quite the opposite, in fact. His baby face was adorably delicate, with charmingly precise features.

The problem was that Kieran was noisy. Not just a little noisy, but incessantly so. Aveline loved peace and quiet, loathing anyone who disrupted it with endless chatter. Not everyone in the world was like Joyce, who could tolerate anything.

She still remembered the first day she met Kieran. She was only six years old, and the teacher had seated her next to a boy.

The boy had large eyes and long eyelashes, so finely featured that Aveline couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

As she observed him, he suddenly spoke.

"Wow, you're so pretty, like a little doll!" he exclaimed. "My name's Kieran. What's yours?"

The disappointment was clear on her face when she heard his voice-it was a boy after

all. She was just about to tell him her name when he interrupted her again.

"Wait, don't tell me! Let me guess... Your name is Stella, right?"

"No," she replied curtly.

"But your eyes are as beautiful as the stars in the sky. I was so sure your name must be Stella!"

Aveline rolled her eyes at him. This boy... so glib.

get it wrong, will you

endured his nonstop chatter. She thought

it turned out to be just the beginning

attached himself to her like glue. He didn't

your bow tie is so

your dress looks

your shoes from Paris? I'll ask

someone this chatty felt like the

these years,

demeanor, spoke as easily as

Where have

somewhere else. Which school was it? I asked around, but no one

still so cold

my dear little

at him. Her good

me! And it was two whole

years, she still

old classmate, but we're in class now.

utmost politeness, as if each one were a little prince

smile. His good nature made

class ended, many classmates flocked to

have you

you transferred here. Were you studying in

had transferred from other schools didn't know who Aveline

her sudden appearance quickly became the subject

that new girl? That skirt she's wearing is a

some strings, but he

she is? She's a

a deal are

know Julian Barnet and his

legends in the business world for

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