Chapter 63
Chapter 63
Briar wasn’t sure what the expressions of the other people at the school gate were, but she knew that Beatrice, who had been ignored by her – and Ashton, must have looked pretty gloomy.
Briar had seen the Jennings family’s arriving from a distance, but Beatrice only got out of the car when she saw Briar and Ashton walking
to the school entrance.
Beatrice must have been waiting
And Ashton, who was as shrewd as he
on purpose. Briar wasn’t buying that for her lies.
Ca
was even less likely to give Beatrice a chance to get close. He probably had already marked her
as someone to keep at a distance the moment she started heading their way.
“Just go to class. Don’t overthink it. By the time you’re done with your lesson, everything will be fine,” Ashton said, escorting Briar all the way to the Traditional Medicine Department’s lab building and trying to usher her inside.
Briar chuckled, “Ashton, I’m not a kid anymore. If there’s really something going on, you don’t have to hide it from me.”
Ashton’s tone was just like the way her two uncles used to coax her when she was little.
“Is there anything more important than your studies? Just listen and go to class,” he insisted, still trying to push her into the building and standing there as if he wouldn’t leave until he saw her go in.
Briar couldn’t argue, so she waved at Ashton and went inside. Through the closed glass windows, she could still see Ashton’s determined gaze fixed on her.
A faint sense of warmth and gratitude welled up in her heart. It felt really nice to be cared for and looked after like this.
She waved back at Ashton through the window and received a smile in return before quickly heading into the office.
She wasn’t early, and most people were already there except for Mia. A few of the guys were huddled together, so engrossed in whatever they were looking at that they didn’t even notice Briar coming in.
Then she heard Mason slam the table and curse, “Those damn busybodies with nothing better to do. This kind of message is obviously fake, and they still dare to post it on the forum? Are they looking for/trouble?”
“We all know it’s fake, but you never know who might believe it. Scroll down to the comments; some people are already starting to stir things up,” said Ted, who had his arm around Mason.
Charle sighed, “Yeah, the public opinion has already been swayed. By the time we get back from our 8 a.m. class, the comments section is going to be a mess again.”
Thomas, who was also with the group, had a more indifferent reaction. “If it gets really bad, we could ask Prince Frankie to talk to the student council president again and get it removed.”
Frank, who was surrounded by everyone, coughed uncomfortably. “I’ll definitely talk to him, but I just saw him yesterday. If I go again today, it might seem a bit-” he trailed off, but the difficulty in his tone was clear.
James and Karl stood together, not joining in the discussion.
Briar made a bit of noise on purpose to get their attention. When they turned to look at her, she asked, “Good morning, what are you all looking at? So many people gathered here.”
Frank instinctively locked his phone screen and stuffed it into his pocket. The look he gave Briar was almost sympathetic. “Good morning. It’s nothing, just chatting casually.”
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Chapter 63
Briar had it pretty rough. She had just arrived at Shoneport University and was already being targeted by so many people.
And thinking that all this was because of him, Frank felt even more guilty.
“Yeah, just chatting. Briar, you’re pretty early today,” Nicholas said awkwardly, waving at Briar,
Briar’s gaze swept over their faces, and she saw the embarrassment in their eyes. She just nodded. “Yeah, I came right on time to avoid being
late.”
Mia walked in at that moment, and without even sparing Briar a glance, she walked past her and said, “Good morning, everyone.
“Good morning,” everyone replied, effectively moving past the awkward atmosphere.
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