The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 52

“Hailey. I brought you lunch,” Mateo said, holding out a box with grilled salmon. “This is the last serving.”

In the cafeteria, his clear, handsome face was lit up with a warm smile.

Students passing by couldn’t help but cast envious glances. Hailey’s boyfriend was Owen, and now here was Mateo, a brilliant and handsome guy who was also pursuing her. It was like living a dream.

Hailey gave a faint smile. “Sorry, Mateo, I don’t like grilled salmon.”

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Mateo didn’t seem embarrassed at all. Instead, he pulled his hand back, looking slightly sheepish as he scratched his head. “Sorry, I didn’t know. Hailey, what do you like to eat? I’ll make sure to get it for you next time.”

“Hailey, over here! I’ve got a seat saved for you!” Joshua called from a short distance away.

“Mateo, it’s better to focus on your studies, especially with exams coming up. I appreciate the gesture, though.” With that, Hailey turned and walked toward Joshua.

Mateo, undeterred, stood his ground and called out loudly, “Hailey, I’ll win you over!”

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The students around them gasped in surprise. They thought, ‘Now that’s bold!‘ Everyone knew Hailey was already taken, yet here Mateo was, openly declaring his feelings. Not only had he been kicked out of A–class because of Hailey, but he seemed not to be holding a grudge but openly pursuing her. They thought, ‘Is this what they mean by puppy love?‘

Mateo seemed determined to pursue Hailey no matter what. Everywhere around school, he was constantly doing little things to win her over. Students couldn’t help but notice that even with Selena, he’d never been this attentive.

Her former crush was now pursuing Hailey, and the students couldn’t help but quietly laugh at Selena behind her back.

However, Selena had been unusually quiet lately. She showed up to class on time, stayed focused, and, in her spare time, did some ads and variety shows. She wasn’t starting trouble anymore and even went out of her way to avoid Hailey whenever she saw her.

Hailey didn’t know what Selena was up to, but she was enjoying the peace–except for Mateo, who was starting to get a little annoying.

Before long, November arrived, and the weather suddenly turned cold.

break came to an end, and with the SAT approaching, everyone was feeling the

in A–class came from wealthy families. Money was never a worry for them; even if they didn’t get into a top university,

Hailey skipped the bus home and instead hailed a cab

up. By the time she arrived at the airport at 5.30 PM, the plane still had ten minutes bef landing, but the place was already packed with fans, buzzing with

fans gathered, holding up light signs and

she made her way to the

soon, the entire

“Miles Vaughn!” in a

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With a face that seemed almost otherworldly, a brooding yet charming demeanor, and standing six feet tall, lean,

come true.

into his career, Miles’s fanbase was

looks and charm. What truly made him stand out was his talent. Last year, Miles won the

had successfully transitioned from a popular heartthrob

As soon as the news broke, his critics went into a

wasn’t his strength. You could tell from his music video appearances–his eyes were empty, lacking any real emotion, almost

the backlash, nothing seemed to slow down

crowd was overwhelming. Hailey stood in the corner, unable to see anything ahead of her. She pulled out her phone and quickly sent a message: [I’ll be waiting for you in the parking

the parking lot. She expected to wait for a while, but only ten minutes later, she spotted a tall, thin man in all black, wearing a mask and a hat, sneaking toward the entrance.

eyebrow and walked toward him,

head down, not looking at Hailey. In a hoarse voice, he muttered, “I’m not Miles. You’ve

couldn’t help but laugh,

for a moment, then finally

beautiful face partially hidden by dark, silky hair. She looked exceptionally young and delicate, with a petite frame, giving off the

look anything like the ruthless, no–nonsense hacker I’ve heard about

then cautiously called out, “Hailee?”

an eyebrow. “Can’t recognize my voice?”