His Wife Calls The S Chapter 496: Ella Stark’s Fans

Chapter 496: Chapter 496: Ella Stark’s Fans

Chapter 496

She still had to abide by the rules Tristan set for her.

She couldn’t go to the Fosters or the Spences.

Whenever she saw Chloe Collins, she had to avoid her.

So now, she can only stay in a small room alone and not go out.

Through the crack in the door, she saw Chloe Collins.

For so reason, even though she hated her so much, she kept watching until class ended.

It wasn’t until Ms. Vanessa Brooke asked the two to leave that she returned to her seat from the doorway.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her fingers, and when she looked down, the skin on her fingers was rubbed raw.

Looking back at the door, she saw the scratches on the wall.

It turned out she’d been scratching the wall all along.

Soone pushed the door open, and she instinctively curled her fingers and lifted her head, looking well-behaved.

"Ms. Brooke."

Vanessa Brooke smiled: "Well, have you finished writing?"

"It’s all written, please have a look. Is there anything wrong?"

Vanessa Brooke looked over it, nodded: "Very good, that’s how it’s done."

As she spoke, she put down the test paper, sat down with a smile, and handed Raine Nolan a cup of hot tea: "Raine, you’re very smart, and I believe you’ll have no problem with either theory or experints. In the end, you’ll definitely make it into the national training team."

Raine’s mood improved a lot.

"Thank you, teacher."

Vanessa Brooke pursed her lips and suddenly asked, "Raine, do you know Ella Stark?"

Raine nodded: "Yeah, I have a few friends who study painting, and one of them is a die-hard fan of Ella Stark."

Excitent flashed in Vanessa Brooke’s eyes.

"I used to study art too, but then I switched to other subjects due to so reasons. However, I still like to draw in my spare ti."

Raine caught on: "Teacher, you also like Ella Stark?"

Vanessa Brooke nodded with a smile.

Raine had heard Chloe Collins’ conversation earlier, so she knew exactly what Vanessa Brooke ant now.

She said, "Teacher, don’t worry. I can get you the ticket."

Vanessa Brooke burst into laughter: "That would be fantastic."

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Lunchti.

Inside the lively canteen, many people were discussing the Fosters’ three young masters fighting for the family inheritance.

Alexander Foster beca the new chairman of Redolence by breaking the sales record and crushing the other two.

However, that was not what everyone was talking about. They were discussing the bets that were spawned by this event.

News of the bets had spread throughout the Capitol, even making the headlines. It was known by nurous people nationwide.

Naturally, many people participated.

As soon as Chloe Collins and Layla Lowell stepped into the canteen, they saw many people with depressed expressions.

Sighing and lanting individuals could be found everywhere.

While waiting in line for their als, the girl in front of them talked more and more tearfully, wiping her tears.

"My dad took out two-thirds of our family’s money and bet it all on Edgar Foster winning. Wooo–"

"Hey, don’t be so sad. Money can be made again. My mom also bet on Edgar Foster. This ti, we all lost."

"I suspect this is a trap set by the Fosters to swindle our money. They must be laughing their heads off. Capitalists are disgusting!"

"Cough cough, stop talking, Robert Foster is standing right behind you."

The girl turned around abruptly and saw Robert Foster, her tears stuck in her eyes.

Her emotions surged, and she pouted: "Robert Foster, you owe

money!"

Her friends who were with her were petrified.

They hurried to apologize to Robert Foster.