Chapter 298

The sight of Jackson's smug face made her so nauseous she couldn't even stomach her dinner.

What a classic jerk!

After a grueling workout session, Lemira trudged back to her dorm, exhausted to the bone. All she wanted was a hot shower and a good night's sleep.

Timing her return perfectly, Lemira went to fill her cup, only to find the water cooler bone dry. Licking her parched lips, she regretted not picking up some water on her way back. "Lemira, I got some soda. Have some."

Clara extended a bottle towards her. Lemira glanced at it but didn't take it.

Anxious, Clara said, "Lemira, I admit I was out of line this afternoon. Please, let's not fight over this."

Taking the bottle, Lemira twisted it open but halted at Clara's hopeful gaze.

Tsk! She put the bottle back down.

Clara was visibly nervous, "Lemira, why aren't you drinking? Are you still mad at me?"

"If you apologize now, Clara, maybe there's still a chance."

I already

bottle, Lemira forced it to

"Lemira..."

struggled as if it was poison. Lemira released her, while the latter

coldly, "What's wrong? Is the soda

it, you won't

door on the balcony swung open. Out came Jackson, in a dress and

and mighty today, didn't you? Dare ask me to lick your

sinister, "Right, we'll record it. Then, she

her. She was eager to see how Lemira

sleep with

stepped back before launching a powerful punch straight at Jackson's face. He was

a swift

get

go to do prostitution and no one would spare you a

getting up, "You'll pay

dragging him to the dorm door and throwi him out! As he

face.

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