Chapter 25
Seeing this, Selina quickly approached me, held my arm, and asked tentatively, “The competition is coming. Do you have any ideas for the design?”
1 smiled at her and said, “Don’t worry. I have already planned everything out long ago. I’ll definitely win the competition. Even though they are all werewolves, I have the confidence to defeat them.”
“Really?” Selina pinched her fingers, lost in thought.
“What’s wrong? Is there any problem?” I looked at her.
“No. It’s just that I think you’re really amazing. Unlike me, who worked hard for four years and still got no improvement in design.” Selina lowered her eyes, looking pitiful.
If it were in my previous life, I would comfort her. But now, I didn’t want to waste my breath on her. So, I just said, Then you should work harder in the future.”
Selina’s expression stiffened, and she hit her lip, not saying a word.
After eating something at the cafeteria, I looked at
it her.
have something to do tomorrow. You don’t have to wait for me for dinner.”
Selina smiled, “OK.”
The next morning.
My roommates had gone our for interviews early in the morning, leaving me alone in the dorm sleeping. Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the door woke me up, and I rubbed my eyes and got up: Opening the door, I saw Monica standing outside with a bag.
Looking at me, Monics frowned. “Sull sleeping? What time is it? Ger up and get dressed!
It’s nine o’clock.
I combed my messy hair with my fingers and didn’t feel like moving at all. Yesterday, I stayed up almost all night. And now, I was still a bit exhausted. Monica felt a bit frustrated and directly dragged me to the washroom. But when she saw the small washroom, there was a hint of disdain in her eves. sighed, “I told you earlier to find an apartment outside, but you insisted on staying in this cramped dormitory.”
She
“Mom, do you know how expensive the apartments in the Pack are? Are you trying to make people say that I’m dating a rich old werewolf?” I spoke up as 1 leisurely washed up.
Monica saw through my thoughts at a glance and said, “Are you trying to stall for time here?”
shur up.
After I finished dressing up and grooming myself, Monica finally nodded with satisfaction. Then, the two of us went towards the school gate.
“Ms. Lancaster, over here! A clear and cheerful male voice sounded.
ry used to high heels. Suddenly, I stepped into an empty space and was about to fall. But luckily, someone caught me
I was not very
“Are you OK?” the man asked me with Concer
Before I could finish my response, I sensed a cold gaze beside me. Sensing a gaze on me, I turned my head and looked over.
It was Alexander.
He dressed in a solemn black suit, his slender fingers rested on his forehead, and his blood–red thumb ring exuded a chilling bloodthirstiness under the sunlight. Like his wolf eyes.
