She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 679: You're Such a Follower

As soon as the young man finished speaking, his words were immediately countered by his friend. With sharp words and no mercy, his friend retorted, "Oh, please, is that someone you can even dream of reaching?"

"Yeah, you're right. Someone like me is better off being single," he replied with a smirk.

Just then, a family of four arrived at the entrance of Onistead University. A black luxury car slowly parked on the fiery Maple Avenue, and as the car doors opened, a pair of slender and elegant legs emerged. The captivating black stockings perfectly accentuated the black Martin boots, drawing attention.

Everyone's gaze moved upward to the girl's face, a delicate and fair complexion adorned with stylish and elegant makeup. She carried limited-edition Chanel handbags in her hands, clearly showcasing her status as a wealthy beauty.

She gazed at the renowned century-old institution before her with a pair of round eyes, a faint smile emerging on her pale face.

"Mom, this school is really amazing. Is my sister really going to pursue her master's degree here?" The young boy who spoke appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. His voice was clear and lazy. Dressed in a white V-neck sweater, paired with a black coat and off-white trousers, he had a tall figure and a clean demeanor. He was Sean.

Malaya, carrying a pink suitcase, walked behind the two of them. Pride shone in her eyes as she looked at the backs of her son and the beautiful girl.

Although Nora hadn't been able to study abroad successfully, she had still managed to gain admission to Chulae's best school, surpassing the achievements of most ordinary people.

While Sean's grades were not exceptionally outstanding, it didn't stop Malaya from considering her son handsome, different from average men.

Sean was the first to notice the scene and exclaimed, pointing ahead, "Sis, look! Is there some event happening up there? Why are so many people

saw a large group of people surrounding

a familiar figure among the crowd. Sean, shocked, pointed in the direction of the young girl, his eyes widening involuntarily. Incoherently, he exclaimed, "Quick,

into the crowd and, upon seeing the young

It really was her!

disappeared in the midst of the fire. There had been no news about her, and everyone assumed she was dead.

into a fist beneath her long sleeves, a glint of malice flashing in her eyes. Cheyenne! Why is it her again? She was like a ghost, persistently haunting her life. Why

taken a big stride forward, forcefully pushing through

that my sister got accepted into the graduate program at Onistead University? You really are a follower." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

upon the clothes Cheyenne was wearing. After a pause of nearly three seconds, he couldn't help but

"Hahaha..."

a highly sarcastic expression, he continued, "Did you pick up your clothes from a garbage dump? It's truly embarrassing. Elite

was George who had arrived with his family. She looked

her in the slightest, and she coldly snorted, "What's it to you? What I

attempting to fend off the cold wind, which only made her

but quickly regained her composure. She wore a fake

your family? Your father were and I are really worried about you. We thought you

If one didn't know any better, they would think she was genuinely happy

indifferent young girl with a sniffle,