Novel & Cerita Who's All Too Well About

She flashed her an apologetic smile. "It's okay. Even I'm ready to run from myself right now. The smell is unbearable." Her cheeks flamed red upon hearing Giselle's words with embarrassment. "I did shower, it's just the chicken poop I was using as manure. I grow vegetables and flowers." She didn't know why she added that part. Perhaps after perceiving the lady's beautiful chocolate scent, she felt even more embarrassed and intimidated.

Sober, composed, annoyingly handsome in his uniform with his dark hair perfectly styled. Annabel’s grip tightens on my arm. “That's Adam Kingsley and his friends. They basically run this school.” “Run it how?” “Like… they decide who gets invited to parties, who’s worth talking to. They have this exclusive club they meet and no one gets in unless they’re invited.” She lowers her voice. “And they’re kind of terrible, honestly. Especially to new students. Just… stay off their radar if you can.” “Hey! New girl!”

It was flown in today, and it tastes pretty good. Queenie smiled and drank it with his help. Victor's subordinates exchanged meaningful glances. One of them said, "Anyway, Vivienne's just someone you picked off the streets to keep the family satisfied. You might as well break up with her." Another chimed in, "Exactly! Everyone knows that you care most about Ms. Stone, Don Blackwood. No one else could ever come between the two of you." "If you ask me, both of you are the perfect match!" one other subordinate exclaimed.