She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 301: Conversation in the Equipment Room

Later on, the two beautiful young girls blossomed into the kind of girls that the boys in their class admired. These fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls were graceful, slender and exquisite, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Compared to Cheyenne, who had a reputation that kept others at a distance, Kate became the most popular girl among the boys in the middle school section.

Next to the playground, a young boy with heavy footsteps dragged a bag of volleyball equipment towards the equipment room. The teacher had instructed him to put the stuff back to finish his class. As he reached the door, he happened to hear laughter and chatter coming from inside.

The usual troublemakers in the class were using the excuse of organizing equipment to chat, taking puffs from a smoke and talking about the most interesting topics for teenage boys.

“Did you guys notice? That long-haired girl in eighth-grade Class 3 with double ponytails is so good-looking, and her legs are so long.”

“I noticed. During our last swimming class, I took a good look at her chest. She’s definitely ‘blessed’, probably had some boob job. My hands couldn’t even hold something like that.”

Just as they finished speaking, it caused a burst of laughter among the others. “You’re such a perv, MOUSE. How can you be so creepy?”

“Johnson, you were checking her out too, and now you’re calling me a perv? Didn’t you steal her socks and put them in your backpack to take home?”

The boy named Johnson choked, coughing for a while, his face turning red as he mumbled, “I… I thought those were Cheyenne’s.”

“Tsk, tsk, you’re in deep trouble, buddy! If Cheyenne finds out you stole her socks, she might just rip your head off.”

“MOUSE, if you ever mention this to anyone, you won’t be my buddy anymore!”

I don’t like that type. I’m into Kate, and sleeping with her

was Nicholas Morgan, hailed from a coal-mining family. His father was a coal mine owner, and Nicholas, being a good-looking second-generation rich kid, enjoyed considerable popularity among the

witnessed him getting cozy with various girls in the stairwell, restroom,

his two best friends, left Reece incensed. Without holding back, he immediately reached into his net bag and pulled out a volleyball, launching it straight at MOUSE’s

close-range force with which Reece hurled the volleyball left

a teacher’s arrival, hastily extinguishing their cigarettes and stubbing them out on the floor. They nervously stomped on the butts, trying

standing at the door, the tension from a moment ago disappeared, replaced by a seething rage directed at Reece. This was especially true for Nicholas, who had a slightly oval red mark on his otherwise

bastard, Reece, have you

it, that was the only cigar I had to beg someone to buy for

a group much taller than himself, Reece charged at them as if he had gone mad, using his plump body

“But…”

us can surely

long been irritated by Reece, an unsightly, overweight guy who shamelessly tried to curry favor with the two middle school goddesses. Behind his back, everyone called him a fatso, a sissy, and a waste of space. While Cheyenne had shielded him before,

brutally beaten by the five boys, with two of

from the doorway. The girl had just turned fifteen, with a hint of baby fat still lingering on her face. Her strikingly

a slightly gluttonous personality, Kate was more

you

ahead, report me. Reece was the one who hit me with a volleyball first. Look at my face…” Kate glanced over and indeed saw the imprint of a

“He deserved it!”

wolf

“Kate, don’t protect him”

“Exactly, he struck first.”

can vouch for that. Reece initiated