Daisie laughed.
"I used to be like you, I chose to believe in her without any doubt, but all she did was crush my trust in
her.Did she tell you that she was the one who went through all the hardships with Nollace?
"That's clearly what I experienced with Nollace when we were kids.How did the protagonist of the story
become her? And why she would only have the guts to tell that to you, but she wouldn't do so when I’m
around?"
‘Finally, I know why Lisa would address Nollace as Nolly.It turns out that she had always been taking
advantage of Nollace’s amnesia, and she changed all the experiences that I shared with her years ago
in order to make Nollace trust her.‘It’s no wonder she would come and find Nollace four years ago"
If she had not seen through Lisa’s schemes and methods, Daisie would have been extremely
disheartened at this moment.
Juliana was dumbfounded and could not believe it.
"H-How is it possible? She won't lie to me."
"you choose to believe in her, and that’s your business.However, don't come and point your finger at
me because of the crap that she’s done.Daisie Vanderbilt, I am not some pushover that you should
trifle with."
Daisie pushed Juliana out of her way and left the scene without looking back.She returned to the
dormitory and threw the book on the desk.
The slam was so loud that Freyja was drawn out of the room.
"What’s the matter?"
Daisie sat on the couch, picked up the pillow, and pinched it.
Freyja crossed her arms and stood beside her.
"What’s wrong? Did you quarrel with Nollace again?" She snorted.
"It has nothing to do with him."
Freyja walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of Coke, opened the can, and took a sip.
Daisie suddenly thought of Nollace’s words, saying that he would arrange a place to stay for Lisa, and
she felt a little upset deep down.
"Tell me, if a person were to lose his memory, would they believe in everything that others tell them?"
Freyja paused and looked at her sideways.
"Memory loss?"
‘This means something"
She walked to the couch, sat down, and crossed her legs.
"It’s hard to explain."
Daisie lowered her head and did not speak.
Freyja added calmly, "It also depends on the person."
She seemed a little confused.
"Who does it depend on?"
"Nollace believes in every single word that comes out of your mouth even though he’s lost his
memory.So who do you think it is?"
Daisie choked on her own words and was rendered speechless.
"I heard that people who are in love would worry a lot about having and losing each other.It seems that
you’re not far away from worrying about this problem."
"I didn't—"
Freyja looked up at her.
"It’s shown so clearly on your face that everyone can see it.Aren’t you just worried that Nollace’s liking
for you will shift? Just admit it, you only want him for yourself."
Freyja’s eyes were as sharp as laser beams—they were very competent at seeing through someone
else’s minds.
Even Daisie was shocked.
‘Do I really want to keep him only for myself?’ Freyja leaned on the back of the chair and propped her
hand against the side of her forehead.
"Don’t deny it.Love has always been a selfish emotion.Who would want to see someone that they like
stay so close with another person? No girl would like a man who treats all ladies around him exactly the
same.No one would choose to be together with a central heater."
Daisie was surprised.
"Are you a love philosopher?"
Freyja gladly accepted the title.
"Thank you for the title."
The next day, an advertising sponsor came to the college's Drama, Theater, and Film department in
search of a student that could take up the endorsement project of a high-end luxury perfume.It was for
the newly launched "Rose of Pure Lust"
perfume from a luxury perfume brand.
Because the partner was a company from Zlokova, the other party had requested that the model who
would endorse the perfume must have Zlokovian facial features.
And since the advertising company could not locate a qualified face in Yaramoor’s entertainment
industry, they planned to come to the college to look for a young female student who fit the
requirements.
Many students from the Drama, Theater, and Film department attended the audition.
Many of them were rejected during their first go—they were either too pretty and did not look innocent
enough, or too tender and not glamorous enough.
However, when the dealer was disheartened, they suddenly saw a female student who walked by the
audition hall.
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