’Could it be that Joy’s fiancé is here? Even if he’s here, there’s no need to make such a big scene, right?’ Many people ran to the entrance of the canteen to see what was going on.
With one look, they were also shocked. "Everyone, co and take a look. There’s a super handso man. He’s unprecedentedly charming!"
The others didn’t believe him. "Are you bragging? Do you think we haven’t seen celebrities and top celebrities before?"
"That’s right. No matter how handso he is, can he compare to Mr. Moran? What a bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world..."
Students crowded at the entrance of the cafeteria, stood on their tiptoes, stretched their necks, and widened their eyes to look towards the front side. Then, following a scream, one exclaid, "I see him clearly! The handso guy is not just any handso guy, but a blond, foreign handso guy. He’s really good-looking, totally on par with stars..."
This ti, everyone in the canteen ran out, leaving only Joy and a few others.
However, Gia was not very interested. She looked at Joy and said, "Could it be that your fiancé is here?"
Joy slowly opened her eyes. "Yes, my fiancé is here."
Then, she stood up and walked elegantly toward the entrance of the canteen.
Gia and the others exchanged a few glances and quickly followed.
The cafeteria was packed with people. Everyone was looking at the man who was driving over.
The man was sitting in a royal blue sports car. He wore brown sunglasses and had shoulder-length, slightly curly blond hair, looking like a foreigner.
Because he was surrounded by people along the way, he drove very slowly, looking like he was being pushed by the crowd.
After walking to the front of the cafeteria, he saw Joy and imdiately stopped the car. He waved at Joy and revealed a warm and gentle smile.
Joy also smiled and waved at him.
The blond man then opened the door and stepped out of the car with his long legs. He stood up and took off his sunglasses.
The crowd instantly let out gasps of surprise. He was so incredibly dashing.
He was in his twenties, tall with long legs, and carries himself with an upright posture. Beneath his slightly curly, shoulder-length blond hair lies a face with distinct, chiseled features, deep-set eyes, and evident mixed-race attributes. What stood out more than this face was his noble, elegant, and charming temperant.
Even without looking at his luxury car, luxury watch, and extraordinary clothes, one could tell that he was not ordinary.
Students at Rosemont University had seen their fair share of handso faces, but such a sexy, handso mixed-race foreigner was a rare sight. It would be a disservice to their eyes not to take a good look at such a rarity. Under such gazes, the man had already walked up to Joy. The two of them hugged and kissed.
That kind of scene was so pleasing that it was like a romance movie. Just looking at it could make an 80-year-old old lady recapture her 18-year-old first love.
However, Joy and the mixed-blonde man did not kiss for long and quickly separated.
Joy looked at the stunned Gia behind her and smiled. "Everyone, this is my fiancé, Charles."
Charles looked around at everyone and nodded in a gentlemanly manner. He smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. I’m Charles."
Gia looked at Charles’s handso face that was not inferior to Alexander’s. She felt that he was a little familiar and she seed to have seen him sowhere before, but she could not rember where.
At this mont, a girl scread, "Joy, could your fiancé be Prince Charles?"
As soon as she called out the title, the crowd imdiately beca even more restless.
Those who knew who he was revealed expressions of disbelief and shock.
Those who did not know him carefully asked others in a low voice, "Which country is Prince Charles from? Is he very famous?"
Soone explained, "Charles is not a prince from the royal family, but the first heir of the Rose family from Aeloria. He’s very outstanding and has made huge contributions in the charity field, and his grandmother is a mber of the royal family, so he was conferred the title of prince by the royal family of Yundara.
"Although he’s not from the royal family, the Rose family is not inferior to the royal family at all. He’s also far more outstanding and handso than those princes, so the public calls him Prince Charles." The person was stunned. "How aweso..."
"Of course!" Soone else said, "In the East, there is the Moran Group, and in the West, the Rose Group. Eastern tycoon Alexander and Western Prince Charles are hailed as the two most outstanding heirs among the global elite." "That explains it..." Everyone murmured. "Joy’s fiancé is so outstanding. No wonder she doesn’t like other suitors."
Hearing this discussion, Gia also rembered that she had once seen Prince Charles in magazines and the dia. She had even seen him at so
high-end social events.
However, with her status, she was not qualified to get close to him.
For a mont, it was as if ants were gnawing at her heart, making her feel extrely uncomfortable.
’Why is it the sa for Avery and Joy? They are both beautiful and straight-A students. Even their boyfriends are the best and rare. Why can’t I et any of them despite my good conditions? It’s so unfair!’
While she was jealous, Joy had already grabbed Charles’s arm and got into the car.
Subsequently, the news that Joy was Prince Charles’s fiancée, along with photos of the two of them kissing and leaving together, was also posted online.
Originally, this should have been a piece of news that could be trending.
However, the students who posted the photos quickly found that the photos they posted quickly disappeared for no reason. There was also an abnormality with their accounts. They could not log in or post anything for the ti being. They were puzzled by this, but they did not think too much about it. Soon, they gave up on posting the photos online.
However, they still posted these photos and videos in various groups in Facebook and discussed these things crazily.
Alaric, who studied at the University of Technology next to Rosemont University and often played sports there, was in the sa group chat as several Rosemont University guys. During a break, he checked his phone and was also stunned by the photos he saw.
But at the sa ti, the more he looked at Joy’s face, the more familiar he felt. He felt that he had seen her sowhere before more than once.
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