No longer a pushover

Chapter 147

Almost everyone's attention was on the two figures bathed in the spotlight. Justin held a microphone and confessed his feelings with deep sincerity. Xenia acted shy, though she clearly relished the attention and cheers from the crowd.

Noelle watched the scene with a hint of mockery in her eyes. So, without the added twist of her being humiliated in her past life, Justin was still confessing to Xenia? Xenia became a micro-influencer, and her pure image helped her attract decent attention.

When Cedric saw Justin, he glanced at Alfred, his eyes silently warning him.

Alfred swallowed nervously. "I didn't expect this kid to be here."

Last time, after Justin publicly confessed to Noelle, Alfred had called Justin's dad late at night, urging him to rein in his son and prevent any more reckless confessions.

That was why Justin had disappeared after the exam and flown back to Yasnia to lay low. Who would have guessed he'd come back now? And, of course, where there was Justin, there was trouble. Noelle turned her head. "It's fine. With these masks on, no one knows who's who. Let's just enjoy ourselves."

"Nelly, I love your carefree attitude. Let's head to the booths. Those are probably livelier than the private rooms."

After all, with Noelle here, they couldn't just go to a private room and party with a bunch of girls, right? The booths were a more realistic option for experiencing the atmosphere.

After Noelle sat down, a waiter quickly came over to take their order. Alfred promptly placed his order. "Nelly, what do you want to drink?"

"Cocktail, the pretty kind."

Noelle had gotten drunk before. He shot a look at the waiter and said, "Give

point of coming to

weary sigh. The image of her getting drunk at the barbecue spot popped into

about that time you got drunk at the barbecue? Don't you know your own

admit

a good girl; she wouldn't cause

with their questions, Cedric felt a bit uneasy and turned his gaze away.

forgotten that night, but the memory resurfaced, and he couldn't shake his emotions. Alfred

had a point. If she got drunk,

started chatting with some girls at a nearby booth and joined them. That left Noelle and

sip of the cocktail that had been brought to her. To her surprise, it tasted pretty

fell on her face,

there was a hintact

expression unusually serious, and

annoyance.