"Isabella Yates, what nonsense are you spouting again?" Eva Miller slammed her hand on the table and stood up, "How can you say such slandering words?"
"Slandering?" Isabella's voice also turned sharp, "Time will prove everything, you'll see for yourself then!"
With that, she tossed her head and strode out of the dormitory.
Isabella walked to the basketball court, a vast empty space accompanied only by the moonlight, as it was late at night.
Her mind kept replaying the scenes from today.
"Who's really despicable? Aren't you also here to hang out with men?"
"We're both the same, except I'm with the richest man in Eastern City."
Sophie Smith's words cut deeply into her heart.
No, she couldn't let her be smug any longer; she had to make her experience the pain of not being able to get what she wants.
She took out her phone and dialed a number.
After a long, long wait, a tall, slim figure appeared in her line of sight.
