Fake Classmates
Nicole took a sip of lemonade and looked at Ava with a smile.
“I can’t help ic. My life is good.”
Nicole would have gotten back at Ava if it was someone else.
When Nicole woke up, she had to be responsible for the livelihood of tens of thousands of people under
her hands. She could not even bear to eat if there was just the slightest turbulence in the stock market.
‘It’s hard for me as a president too, okay?
Nicole thought.
Ava choked and felt like cotton was stuffed into her throat.
She smiled and took out her phone. “Why don’t we add each other on WhatsApp? We’ll keep in
contact…”
Nicole’s eyes flashed and she hesitated for a split second before agreeing.
Sure.
She really wanted to know what purpose
Nicole glanced at Clayton’s front page. Ava immediately sent him a “shooting heri” emoji. It was very cute
and adorable.
She then looked at her own front page. It was empty.
Nicole was suddenly lost in thought
However, Clayton did not reply at all. He looked at Nicole gently. “Have you ordered yet?”
Nicole raised her chin. “It’s Ms. York’s treat, so I didn’t hold back and invited my colleagues to eat
together.”
Ava smiled. “Yes, we’re old classmates, s o there’s no need to be polite. At most, you guys can treat me
to dinner the next time!”
Tit-for-tat. There will be a next time.
Nicole was silent for a few seconds and smiled.
However, Clayton’s eyes twitched slightly. He immediately understood Nicole’s attitude.
If Ava was a real friend, Nicole would not
He so senseless and try to take a mile when given an inch.
At that moment, he silently helped straighten Nicole’s scarf which she threw to the side.
The waiter served the dishes. The table was not big, so it was soon filled up.
Ms. Stanton, there arc still many dishes left. *
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