Mr. Kennedy was triumphant as if he had seen Nicole lose her bet.
Mr. Kennedy swagged out of the office, thinking that Ms.
Emerson would let him taunt her and say nothing, just like she would previously.
But he was wrong this time.
Ms. Emerson said faintly from behind him, “Mr. Kennedy, you don’t have to worry about how my students
are doing.
Nicole has the freedom to choose, and I will not interfere.
However, there is one thing I am curious about you, Mr. Kennedy.
Can’t you even afford a cup of coffee? Otherwise, why would you always come to my office for coffee?”
Getting taunted by Ms.
Emerson, Mr. Kennedy looked back and pointed at her angrily.
“How dare you satirize me! You had better believe I will tell the director—”
Ms. Emerson was sitting at her desk, looking at him frostily, her face nonchalant when she heard him
mention the director.
She had thought it through.
Instead of grinning and bearing it every day, she might as well send the helve after the hatchet and
resign.
Mr. Kennedy was stunned by what she said.
He had always been bullying newcomers and had never been treated like this.
So he did not know how to deal with it for a while but could only say some harsh words.
“Great, Ms. Emerson.
You don’t even give a damn to the director now.
Remember what you have said.” Ms.Emerson watched on and felt vindicated as he turned away,
disconcerted. But Mr.
Kennedy said Nicole was going to give tuition to Austin? What was he talking about? Nicole was in
Mathematics school, while Austin was in language school and a twelfth-grader.
How did an eleventh-grader give tuition to Austin? But as she herself said, Ms. Emerson was not going
to interfere with Nicole’s decisions and actions.
Nicole had her own ideas, and she knew what she was doing. Ms. Emerson took a sip of hot coffee.
She did not bother much about what Nicole did. It was dinnertime.
Nicole and Lulu headed straight to the caféteria after school. While on the way there, Lulu was chattering
about how cool Nicole was at noon.
Nicole listened on with not much reaction on her face.
She just did what she felt she should do, not as cool as Lulu said. The two arrived at the caféteria,
ordered their food, then found a place and sat down.
Just.
then, there was a sudden commotion in the caféteria, and Lulu looked over curiously. “Wow! It is Harvey
and Snow! Are they here to have dinner together?” The girls had gone ape.
After all, Harvey was a twelfth-grader.
Just like Stanley, the president of the student council, he could rarely be seen at school.
So it was a surprise that Harvey had been appearing in school for the past two days.
What a broad stroke of luck.
Harvey and Snow were walking side by side, both of them having very gentle smiles on their faces.
Harvey wore a white casual suit, looking warm and gentle.
His handsome face did not show any displeasure despite the commotion.
Instead, he was courteous and gentle to everyone.
Snow, who walked beside him, was a little outclassed.
She was beautiful, gentle, and generous, no doubt.
But she did not look as eye-catching as she should be in front of Harvey.
“People say Snow is imitating Harvey’s fashion, and it looks like it is the case,” someone whispered.
Many people nodded their heads in agreement.
After all, the traces of imitation were too obvious.
Nicole did not look at the two people who were celebrated by all, while Lulu exclaimed in surprise, “It is
really Harvey! I couldn’t see his face clearly during the flag-raising ceremony because of the distance.
But seeing him in close-range, he looks even more charming.” Nicole was busy having her meal and
ignored Lulu’s cries of excitement.
The hoo-ha stopped all of a sudden.
So did Lulu.
Nicole then heard Lulu ask in a strange tone of voice, “Do you know Harvey?” “No,” Nicole replied
without looking up.
Lulu continued.
“Really? But he has been staring at you, and now he is coming toward you.” Nicole paused what she
was doing and looked up.
Sure enough, Harvey, who was still surrounded by the crowd, was slowly walking step over toward her
table.
Snow was following Harvey, eyes staring at Nicole with ill will.
Nicole immediately grabbed her bag and said to Lulu, “Let’s go.” Lulu was a little confused, but she still
did what Nicole said, carrying her plate and preparing to leave. Seeing Nicole standing up as if to leave,
the smile in Harvey’s eyes stopped.
He had never seen someone like her who avoided him like the plague. Before Nicole could go far, she
heard an extremely gentle voice calling out.
“Nicole, wait a second.” His voice was the same as yesterday, full of a hint of lofty gentleness.
She walked ahead, ignoring him and the stares from others. Everyone in the caféteria was looking at
them.
They all were surprised to hear Harvey call out Nicole’s name.
For someone as popular as Harvey, there were less than a handful of people in the entire Royal Creek
Institute who could actually talk to him. After all, considering Harvey’s family background, not everyone,
especially commoners, could talk to him.
People even felt inadequate to get a gentle glance from him.
Harvey might look friendly, but deep down inside, he was full of himself.
He was nice to everyone, but he only remembered the names of a few of them.
But just now, he had called out Nicole’s name with no difficulty. Many girls looked jealous in their eyes
the moment he called out Nicole’s name.
They had liked Harvey for so long a time, yet Harvey did not even remember their faces.
Never mind Snow, who had been following Harvey all this while.
But who did Nicole think she was to deserve Harvey’s attention? Just because she had a pretty face, or
was it because she could stir up trouble?
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