Chapter 384

As she spoke, she ran toward the dorms. The young man looked at his sexy girlfriend and took a drag of his cigarette. He cursed, "Dammit! Hotties are all the same! They f*cking take half an hour just to get changed!"

This man was Zeke Pena. He came from a well-off family, but they were just a second to third-rate family. He wasn't even on the same level as Kyle's rich sycophants. The scantily-dressed woman was his girlfriend. She was also Courtney's roommate—Catherine.

Catherine went to the second floor and entered the room. Courtney and Queenie had woken up. Courtney was typing away on her keyboard, while Queenie was looking into the mirror, applying some skincare product on her face.

When Catherine came in, Queenie said, "You're early, Cathy."

"Yeah," Catherine answered arrogantly and ignored Queenie. She opened her closet and rummaged through it to find the clothes she wanted to wear, but nothing caught her eye, so she stomped her foot. "I don't have anything to wear. It's so annoying!"

Queenie turned around and saw her mountain of clothes. She muttered, "You have a mountain of clothes, Cathy. That's more than enough. You have about three times the amount of clothes that I do."

Catherine rolled her eyes. "We're not the same, Queenie. Don't pull me down to your level. I have a rich boyfriend, but you don't."

"Hey, just giving a suggestion," Queenie muttered and went back to her skincare routine.

Catherine whipped out a low-cut, half-sleeve shirt and a pair of super short denim jeans. She put it against herself to see if they fit her. "I guess this works. So annoying!" She looked at Queenie in frustration and decided to argue with her. "What are you doing to your face?"

"Oh, just using the moisturizer my mom bought me." She held up a white bottle. "It's a local product. It's cheap, but it's good."

Catherine looked at the moisturizer and scoffed. "Local products are dangerous. It might melt your whole face if you're not careful."

Queenie froze. "Are you sure? I think it's fine for me though."

"To be honest, local products are shit. They're some ninth-rate, useless product." Catherine pursed her lips. "It's South Hangeo or Sweoya products for people like me. I don't want local products, even if it's for free!" she sneered. "They're for losers like you. Lowly and filthy."

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