The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As the students gathered for reporting today, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. Among the crowd, Claudia’s entrance sent ripples of excitement and curiosity through the air. It wasn’t just her remarkable beauty and enviable figure that turned heads; her exotic, mixed-race features drew gazes from every direction. Whenever she moved, a sea of eyes followed, unable to resist the pull of such undeniable allure.

Both the fresh-faced freshmen and the seasoned veterans tasked with welcoming them were taken aback.

Claudia’s arrival had left them in awe, their jaws dropping in unison. Some of the boys among them even speculated that this captivating girl, who happened to be a fellow freshman, could very well be a strong contender for the coveted title of the university’s belle.

Little did Claudia expect that her mere presence would command such attention upon setting foot on campus. She navigated through the sea of admirers, neither flattered nor burdened by their watchful gazes. Her interests lay far beyond the realm of those boys who stared at her with a hunger they could hardly conceal.

Unlike her peers, Claudia had lived through a life of profound experiences and endured unimaginable tragedies. She carried the weight of her past, marked by the loss of loved ones and a relentless pursuit of revenge that culminated in an ultimate act of retribution. These were the threads that set her apart from the wide-eyed youthfulness of her eighteen and nineteen-year-old counterparts.

From Claudia’s perspective, these boys, incapable of containing their infatuation or masking their emotions, appeared as nothing more than immature children.

As an international student, Claudia breezed through the registration process at the designated window. In a mere ten minutes, she had completed all the necessary paperwork.

The registration staff handed her a set of access control cards and keys, informing her, “Your dormitory is in the girl’s building, international student building, Room 301, bed No. 1. It’s a double room, and all the bedding has been prearranged. Feel free to tidy up and check in with the dormitory manager today.”

accepting the key. She then rejoined Jagoan and the others,

her companions were making their way, Maria arrived at

t-shirt, paired effortlessly with slim-fitting sweatpants and the latest Nike Jordan sneakers. Her long hair cascaded in a ponytail, accentuated by a shawl that resembled a cascading waterfall. The transformation rendered her youthful

they know that before the waves of excitement could subside, another girl

a timeless allure that made her the goddess of every young man’s dreams.

stunning beauties had graced the campus simultaneously, prompting the boys to nearly

help but notice the intensified attention she received from these boys. Much like Claudia, she paid no mind to their

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she ventured out, she meticulously disguised her appearance. Now, however, she stood ostentatiously in front of a multitude, feigning nonchalance. It was a tremendous psychological test, one she had

visibility, the risk of exposure grew exponentially. Yet, as the ancients often proclaimed, sometimes the greatest marvels were hidden

assistance, her quest for revenge against the Warriors Den would be futile. In order to establish a connection with him, she had to take a leap of faith. Now, as an international

the access card and key to Room 301, bed No. 2 in her possession, Maria embarked on the journey to the dormitory building for