Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 22: The Sharp-Tongued Roommate

Editor: Henyee Translations

Many people turned their attention to the sudden arrival of Alia Wright.

Ava Wright was the only one who seed anxious; Master Robert Reed had only said half a sentence earlier, saying she could do sothing—was it possible to ask him for guidance? Was he about to grant her request? She wanted to know but dared not rush him.

She glared hatefully at Alia, this wretch disrupting her mont.

At the ti, Director Walker at the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting didn’t expect Alia to arrive so coincidentally. But understanding why Alia was here today, she quietly said a few words to Ava, and the next mont, Ava cald down, regaining her elegant and confident deanor.

Alia’s arrival was perfectly tid.

With Alia being expelled publicly, it would highlight her own excellence even more.

Alia was too striking, and students soon began to gossip.

"Who is this? I don’t recall such a beauty in our departnt."

"A new junior? I definitely need to get her WeChat later."

"She looks amazing! For this year’s campus belle election, I’m voting for her."

Ava’s face turned increasingly unsightly.

Ava’s supporters imdiately felt dissatisfied.

"What nonsense are you spouting? That woman looks so plain, half-dead; where’s the beauty in her?"

"Our Ava is the top of the class, the Wright family’s heiress; she’s the deserved campus belle."

The boy who had earlier said he wanted Alia’s WeChat whispered, "Isn’t campus belle supposed to be judged by looks?"

Listening to all this, Ava maintained an indifferent façade, but her heart was full of malice.

Now she regretted it, knowing the cover-up wouldn’t last; she should’ve ruined Alia’s face long ago.

While everyone was still stunned by Alia’s beauty, Alia, standing at the entrance of the Academy, heard a sarcastic taunt.

"Huh, why are you swooping in now, just to play the supporting role to Ava? How can you be so stupid, brainless, and unaware of how to fight back? You deserve to be mistreated."

Alia looked toward the person leaning against the Academy’s gate, arms crossed and mocking her.

A tall girl, six feet tall, in a military uniform, wearing combat boots, short stylish hair, quite handso, but she was a girl...

This was Alia’s roommate, Emma Lewis.

Rumor had it that Emma joined the military right after high school for two years, cultivating a robust aura to the extent that her family, worried she wouldn’t find a husband, forced her into the arts academy, hoping she’d develop an artistic vibe.

But instead of nurturing any artistic flair, unable to fight, Emma seed repressed and turned quite sarcastic in her speech.

Usually, she couldn’t stand Alia’s timid deanor, always sniping at her unceremoniously when they t.

As roommates, Emma had inadvertently seen Alia’s true appearance, so she instantly recognized her, unlike others who were shocked.

Yet, even with Alia sporting such a beautiful face today, Emma’s mockery didn’t hold back in the slightest.

What good is beauty when cowardice is infuriating to witness!

Alia glanced at Emma, as usual, without retorting.

But unlike usual, Alia didn’t lower her head and avoid Emma’s overly sharp gaze this ti.

Emma was a bit surprised, raised an eyebrow slightly, and stopped spewing insults.

Alia even nodded toward Emma, as a form of greeting.

Emma’s brows rose even higher.

This little fool usually takes everything the wrong way, disliking , yet today she’s like this even after being scolded?

Alia was already moving toward Ava Wright.

In her past life, she couldn’t judge people well, preferred those adept at pretending to be virtuous and innocent, and disliked Emma for being too fierce and abrasive.

But now, reflecting on it, all those words her roommate used to chastise her were just reminders she couldn’t comprehend.

Alia understood all this, and naturally, she no longer disliked Emma.

Still, with her new personality, Alia remained aloof with everyone, so giving a nod as a greeting was already decent for Emma.

As Alia advanced forward, people kept approaching her.

"Junior, are you here to see Master Robert Reed too?"

"Junior, which class are you in?"

"Junior, can I add you on WeChat?"

Faced with the enthusiasm of others, Alia’s face held a distant and calm deanor, rejecting any closeness.

But with a face like hers, even with such an aloof and cold attitude, it was hard for people to dislike her.

At this mont, Director Walker, as if just noticing Alia, suddenly spoke up: "Alia, why did you co to the venue? Just in ti, I have your expulsion notice with . If you sign it now, you can pack your things and leave. Expelled students shouldn’t wander around during the school celebration."