Chapter

83

Layla heard the sound of gossip in the auditorium, rushing toward her like waves

She picked up the flowers in embarrassment. The water bag under the bouquet had leaked, and the bouquet was wet. The moment she picked up the bouquet, her clothes got wet as well. This made her even angrier.

"It's all Madeline's fault! All the embarrassment today is because of Madelinel" she thought.

Layla ran down the stage in a mess.

She thought she was about to catch up with Madeline but was blocked by three men.

Nolan still smiled faintly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Caleb stared at her with cold, dark eyes.

Gavin crossed his arms in front of his chest with a smirk and then placed one hand on Madeline's shoulder, leaning on her as if he had no bones.

Madeline looked back and asked, "W

"What else do you want to say?"

"N-No.. I'm done" Layla stepped back and was a little scared.

The three of them did not look easy to deal with.

A strong sense of pressure and danger pervaded

Before Layla could figure it out her body had subconsciously stepped back a few steps. "I'm just walking by here. I have nothing to say?

Gavin raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Some people talk tough up till the last moment before they go bankrupt

Caleb sneered. "Some people refuse to be convinced until they are faced with grim reality"

Layla practically fled.

She had never thought that she would be in such disgrace in front of Madeline.

It was all because these three backers were too powerful.

"Madeline was lucky that she came to have such strong support. The moment she loses such her suppon, she would be nothing thought Layla

The vicious thoughts ran through Layla's mind, and she vowed to someday see Madeline crying in front of her.

Winslet had already registered at the vocational school.

She waited in class for the counselor to hold a meeting for the freshmen, and she felt uncomfortable staying with a group of academic underachievers. Moreover, the students were of a mix of good and bad quality, and the way they spoke was stupid.

used to dealing with them at all. Her former friends were from prestigious families, and

five

some thoughts of talking to them, but the boys were discussing with each other with their phones in their hands. They didn't even

y looked at bort

Even if they

would just be holding

Winslet felt very angry.

injured, she would

The boys were laughing-

a beautiful girl from the Faculty of Management during the opening of the undergraduate school. Look at her picture" "Wow, she's really beautiful. She looks like she dropped down from heaven. "She's

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her name is Madeline. Let's try our luck at the undergraduate school

way. How could you even dream of that?

Winslet heard their conversation

these boys are calling a

her expression was

with jealousy, and she listened with gritted

in high school, Madeline was just an ugly duckling whose father and

used her

was the most eye-catching campus

brightly over there, attracting the admiration

were both registering on the first day of school, and Madeline proudly

Winslet, she was here, miserably sitting with

use of attending vocational school! Is that academic qualification even presentable?" she thought, Winslet's tears came to her

for her to be transferred to an undergraduate program.

expect Layla to come with

sensitively realized that the atmosphere

she said. "Harley, you must have had a hard day since today was the first day of school. Why

to see Maddie today? How did it go with Maddie? It will be her birthday soon. We must

Screech!

to a

sudden brake caused everyone in the car to

hurriedly asked, "What's

always been gentle, wore

the Larson family is ruined, and so is my career! Winslet, what happened to you after high school? Why can't you go to university

as very furic

Harley

In the

and did not

was because he had no feelings

him to think that it didn't matter sacrificing

all, Madeline was just an

now, it was his own interests

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