"Yeah, she’s a current rising star with over thirty million followers on Weibo."
Isabella Xyler sat up straight, her voice bright as she explained.
With over thirty million followers, the money isn’t lacking either.
Claire Green lowered her eyebrows, a thought forming in her mind.
"Claire," John Sinclair suddenly spoke, "there’s a quiz on Friday."
Claire Green lazily replied, "I know, Grace reminds on WeChat regularly."
John Sinclair and others couldn’t help but laugh; only Claire gets special treatnt from Grace.
"You wrote the study guide, are you confident?"
John Sinclair, full of enthusiasm, teased.
Claire Green’s eyes remained idle, she uttered a few words, "Need confidence?"
One sentence directly blocked John Sinclair’s next words in his throat, his face twitched.
Sebastian Winn added with feeling, "Only Claire can subdue John."
With John’s explosive temper, usually a little thing sets him off, but since Claire arrived, he’s often challenged.
John Sinclair slapped Sebastian on the head, his tone dark, "Fatso, have we not sparred in a while? Want to try?"
Still daring to mock him, though he can’t challenge Claire, doesn’t an he can’t deal with Sebastian.
"I refuse," Sebastian Winn shook his head decisively.
Joking, if he agrees today, tomorrow he might be lying in a hospital bed.
John’s reputation as the school bully isn’t without reason.
Grace Carter entered the classroom, finding everyone seated, she gently clapped her hands and smiled, "Our busy person has finally returned, you’re not going to take another leave, are you?"
Poof.
Sounds of laughter echoed one after another.
John Sinclair even laughed onto his desk, continuously looking to the side.
Claire Green lifted her gaze from the phone screen, smiling leisurely, "Not before the exam, after—can’t say."
Clearly such a refined person, yet after all this ti, carries a bit of roguishness.
Grace couldn’t help but smile, she expected not to hear a satisfactory answer from Claire.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be Claire Green.
"Alright, let’s start the class."
Grace Carter is very serious about teaching, and she began the lesson right after her words.
...
After class.
Claire Green and the others leisurely headed towards the supermarket.
Just then.
The people around started to stir, excitedly staring at a specific spot.
Sebastian Winn curiously looked over, spotting Olivia Song surrounded like a star, with Rae Zander beside her arrogantly speaking to them.
Seeing the scene, Sebastian Winn dismissed and smirked, a group of sycophants.
Isabella Xyler also noticed the commotion, adding, "They really think they’re a big celebrity, such audacity."
That face at most could be considered cute in the entertainnt industry, still not as pretty as herself.
"The heiress of a wealthy family turns out to be Rosalind Gale, such an attractive hot search topic."
John Sinclair opened the Weibo notification and saw the content clearly, mocking with a laugh.
On hot search again.
Isabella Xyler and Sebastian Winn exchanged a glance, opened Weibo, and saw the top trending searched topic, instantly speechless.
It appears they bought trending searches and then ca to the school to flaunt a bit.
[Entertainnt Reveal: Big news, the lead actress in Worldwide Winds is actually the daughter of Song Group, yes, don’t doubt it, it’s the very Song you’re thinking of, this girl is absolutely an heiress.]
[The sister is beautiful and rich, I’m envious.]
[Olivia truly has both looks and talent.]
[Wow, so rich and entering the entertainnt industry, for what?]
[No need to say, maybe the sister just loves acting.]
[No wonder she could steal my dear Charlotte Shaw’s role, turns out it’s capitalism.]
The comnts varied, spectators were engrossed watching the fan wars between the two sides, and couldn’t help but feel that this was the first ti soone challenged Charlotte Shaw’s fans since she beca popular.
"Are you planning to stand here as statues?" Claire Green’s voice was icy as she spoke, lowering the tension sharply.
The three shuddered under the oppressive atmosphere, and instinctively touched their noses.
"Claire, want so grapefruit-flavored milk tea?" John Sinclair’s gaze fell on the milk tea shop beside the supermarket, he spoke with a smile.
Now a cup of milk tea is urgently needed to ease Claire’s mood.
Seeing the three’s expressions, Claire Green clicked her tongue, "Add more sugar, let’s go in."
John Sinclair nodded, "Okay, what about you two?"
"Whatever."
...
Not far away.
Olivia Song gently looked at the people surrounding her, attentively answering their questions.
"Yeah, Brother White looks as handso in reality as he does in photos."
"The crew atmosphere is particularly good."
"Yes, I’m also a fan of Director Wang, that’s why I auditioned."
As more people gathered, she began to grow impatient, briefly blinked, and masked her emotions.
At this mont, her gaze shifted to sowhere specific, she apologized to the others and said, "I have so things to attend to, I’ll be off."
After speaking, she headed towards Claire Green with Rae Zander.
At the supermarket entrance.
Claire Green held a bag, took the milk tea, and drank leisurely.
"Claire, long ti no see."
Olivia Song tossed her hair slightly, her voice sweet.
John Sinclair and the others felt goosebumps rise all over; the sound was nauseating.
Claire Green’s cool eyes lifted, she looked at Olivia Song, her gaze filled with coldness.
Suddenly.
She curled her lips, "Not long, it was only a few days ago I almost threw you off the building."
As she finished.
John Sinclair and his entourage began secretly chuckling, Claire chose the worst thing to bring up, sothing Olivia feared.
Olivia Song’s expression stiffened, she forcefully pinched her palm, glancing around to suppress her hatred.
"Really, they say one day apart feels like three years, my few days on set felt like ages."
Claire Green maintained a mischievous glint in her eyes, a faint devilish smile appeared.
She lazily said, "I get it, you miss hitting you."
John Sinclair and his partners couldn’t hold back anymore, bursting into boisterous laughter.
Claire’s interpretation skills are truly strong.
Olivia Song opened her mouth wanting to lash out, but everyone’s eyes were fixed on her.
If she cursed, it would only harm her.
Olivia Song’s eyes darkened montarily, she stated her intent, "Claire, Saturday is my birthday, I hope you can co."
If you attend, you’ll beco a laughingstock in the upper circles, then will that man still want you?
Claire Green’s deep black eyes slightly smiled, "Sure."
"I’ll be expecting you, we’ll go first."
Isabella Xyler rolled her eyes at their retreating figures, confusedly asked Claire Green, "Why did you agree?"
"She’s so eager for to crash her party, how could I refuse?"
Claire Green’s fingers rubbed the milk tea cup, her brow and eyes wrapped in chill, speaking coldly.
They exchanged glances, showing smiles, more drama awaits.
Seems like this birthday party will be unforgettable for Olivia Song.
...
"Olivia, she treated you like that, yet you invite her."
Rae Zander had been holding back from speaking since Olivia Song had warned her that every action now matters.
But now with no one around, she couldn’t help but ask.
"If she doesn’t attend, how can my act comnce?" Olivia Song gently curled her lips.
Rae Zander still had a puzzled look, what act, does Olivia’s play have anything to do with Claire Green?
Seeing her confusion, Olivia Song squinted with a smile, "You’ll understand then."
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