Chapter 21


    After ss, Yvette Jordan walked out of the ssroom with a cold expression on her face.


    The whole ss breathed a sigh of relief. Yvette was inexplicably unfriendly and stern today during


    ss, so it was really torturing for them. Maybe she was mad at something.


    Finally, everybody could rx and their gaze fell unknowingly at Chuck Cannon''s brand new look


    once again. Even if Chuck was wearing imitation attire, that still didn''t make sense with the fact that


    he just stumbled upon two thousand dors. That meager amount was not enough for his expensive


    clothes.


    They were confused, but when they saw Chuck bing the focus of the ss, many male


    students were jealous.


    "Wow! Lara, why are you taking such sexy selfies?" A female ssmate was surprised. Lara Jean


    red at her. She was preparing to send a photo to the baller, so the photo had to be sexy in order


    to capture his attention.


    But she didn''t expect it to be seen by her desk mate.


    "What''s wrong with sending this to my boyfriend?" Lara was annoyed. She took her bag and walked


    out of the ssroom while sending off the photo.


    Her desk mate could only scoff at her.


    Meanwhile, Chuck who had already silenced his phone received a photo from someone. He took


    out his phone and checked: it was indeed a sexy photo of Lara. She even sent a message to him


    informing him that her ss had ended, and she wanted to invite him out for steamboat or


    something like that.


    He shook his head disapprovingly. Is Lara''s head just full of thoughts of trying to hook up with rich


    men and nothing else?


    At the same time, he also received a message from Charlotte Yates, informing him that his car has


    been fixed and he could retrieve it once he was free. Chuck was slightly startled at the efficiency of


    her service.


    He stood up with a smile spreading widely on his face. Since his sses had ended for the day, he


    could go get his car back now.


    "Where are you going, Chuck?" Queenie Carson had a blush on her face for the whole ss. For


    the first time, she found it a bit nerve-wracking when she talked to him.


    "I''m going home now." Chuck could not possibly tell her that he was going to get his car back.


    "Okay, be careful on the way. I''m going to my part-time job now," Queenie said as she picked up her


    backpack.


    "By the way, where is your part-time job now? I''ll go visit you when I''m free." Chuck grinned.


    "What? No, you can''t." Queenie shook her head furiously. The restaurant she worked part-time at


    was a luxurious one. She wouldn''t want to see Chuck spending unnecessarily on this besides, and


    she also wanted to keep her workce a secret from him.


    "I can''t talk now, I''ll leave first!" She quickly tried to leave. However, a thought formed in her mind


    and she turned back abruptly, a solemn tone forming in her voice. "Chuck, the owner of the car


    hasn''t called me yet."


    Chuck didn''t know whether tough or cry at her remark; Queenie was just too persistent. He could


    only say, "The car owner probably just doesn''t want to trouble you, so don''t worry."


    "Yes, but as long as he calls me, I will make sure to fulfill my responsibility," Queenie said seriously


    and waved at him. "See you tomorrow."


    "Well, see you tomorrow." Chuck smiled.


    Chuck exited the ssroom following Queenie, his phone ringing constantly from all the WeChat


    messages sent from Lara. She kept on bombarding him with silly questions such as what was he


    doing, was he bored, and more. She kept asking him out but Chuck didn''t want to entertain her, so


    he just told her he was busy.


    A few momentster, Lara replied with several pitiful-face emojis.


    Chuck was determined to stop this conversation, but as soon as he ced his phone back in his


    pocket, the phone rang again. Slightly annoyed, Chuck took a look, and was shocked at the caller''s


    name. It was from Zelda Maine. They exchanged numbers yesterday.


    But why was she calling him?


    He hesitated for a moment and answered the phone, addressing her as Sister Zelda the moment


    the call connected.


    Zelda''s voice could be heard from the phone. "Well, are you at school?"


    "Yes, I am just about to go home," Chuck said.


    "I just happened to be near a university and I want to check if it''s the one you''re attending. What''s


    the name of your university?"


    "Design College."


    "Such a coincidence. Wait for me for a while, I need to tell you something."


    "Okay."


    Chuck was surprised at the turn of events after he ended the call. What did Zelda want to tell him?


    He shook his head and walked to the school gate. However, he saw Yvette busy picking things up


    from the floor in the parking lot. She had seemingly dropped her stuff because her hands were full.


    Chuck paused for a moment and then went over to help. He lowered himself and started picking her


    things up.


    "You don''t have to help me!"


    Yvette threw Chuck a cold look. He had no choice but to pick up her things quickly, then turned


    around to leave. He didn''t want to make a fool out of himself.


    Yvette''s anger boiled over when she saw him leaving. "Hey!"


    "What''s wrong?" Chuck turned around in confusion.


    "Why were you talking so much during ss just now?" Yvette couldn''t control her anger. She was


    referring to Chuck and Queenie''s constant chit-chat in the ss, but she held back her anger and


    didn''t say anything at that time.


    "I''m sorry." Chuck was embarrassed. He thought that he was being quiet enough.


    "Remember, the exams aren''t far away. You have to attend every ss! Do you think that the fact


    that you know Zelda grants you the right to skip ss?" Yvette remarked coldly.


    Chuck sighed. There were really several things he needed to tend to these few days, which was


    why he didn''t attend ss. He also hadn''t managed to clean out the house that he bought from


    Yvette yet. He nned to quickly clean it up and rent it out as soon as possible.


    But he was busy.


    Seeing as Chuck was silent and did not retort her, Yvette frowned and her eyebrows furrowed


    deeper, "There''s nothing wrong with knowing Zelda, but you have to be worthy of the friendship,


    only then she will see the worth in the rtionship. If you are not capable enough, nothing will


    change alright? If you don''t study hard, how will you expect to be a better person?"


    "You are right." Chuck nodded. Yvette was right. If he was not worthy enough, even if somebody


    wanted to give him a hand, he wouldn''t be able to give back what he previously had. But things


    were different now, he did have the capability now!


    Yvette''s expression softened.


    "Wifey... Yvette, how''s the situation with yourpany now?" Chuck tried to change the topic


    hurriedly.


    Yvette nced at Chuck but did not say anything since she had no intention to talk about this.


    Recently, she had been going to the trainingpany to look for customers. This was


    overwhelming for her, so she decided to invest the money she made from the sales of her house


    and hire some good mentors to handle the promotion and public rtions of thepany.


    "Do you need any help?" Chuck asked carefully.


    "No." Yvette shook her head and said, "Please mind your own business. I don''t think you can afford


    these expensive clothes right, did Zelda buy it for you?"


    Chuck was speechless. Why would Zelda buy clothes for him? It wasn''t even two days since they


    knew each other. His attire cost a whopping ten thousand dors.


    "No, I bought it myself," Chuck replied.


    "Oh, not bad." It was the first time Yvette had praised him. She had no doubt that these were


    imitation goods, but they did look very authentic indeed.


    "Do you want me to send you?" Yvette asked as she opened the car door and put her stuff in.


    "It''s alright, I have..."


    "You have money to take a taxi right?" Yvette shook her head in disappointment. Did knowing Zelda


    make him arrogant? She couldn''t help but frown.


    "Well, sort of," Chuck said with a smile.


    Yvette decided to stop talking. If Chuck had the money, he should save instead of spending


    carelessly, or elsewhere would he get the means to repay others when they extended him a helping


    hand?


    She went into the car and was about to leave when she suddenly saw a luxurious car to enter the


    schoolpound. She was astonished because she saw the person inside the car waving at


    Chuck. "Hey, here..."


    Yvette muttered to herself with a stunned expression on her face, "So someone ising to pick


    him up?"


    "I have to go now," Chuck said, but Yvette just stared at him, not hearing a thing of what he said.


    Chuck couldn''t do anything but continue walking towards Zelda, whose eyes lit up when she saw


    his new look. Not bad, she never imagined that Chuck could be such a looker!


    This was how a rich kid was supposed to look like! He was more charismatic than any other wealthy


    youngsters that she had seen before. Zelda couldn''t help but nce longer at him, asking. "Why did


    you dress up today?"


    "Didn''t Sister Zelda call me? I dressed up for you." Chuck joked.


    "Such sweet words!" Zeldaughed as she shook her head. She looked around and couldn''t find


    Chuck''s car. Surprised, she asked. "Where''s your car?"


    "It was sent to the workshop."


    "Get in the car then, I have something to tell you," Zelda said. Chuck was puzzled but got in the car


    anyways. The moment he opened the car door and got in, he could smell the fragrant aroma from


    Zelda''s car, which was indeed pleasant and calming.


    Zelda saw Yvette by chance and was curious. "So she is a teacher."


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    "Well, she owns apany too."


    "That''s pretty good." Zelda opened her car door and stepped outside, startling Chuck. "Sister Zelda,


    what are you doing?"


    "I have something to talk to her about." Zelda walked towards Yvette, who was about to enter the


    car. She stopped at her sudden appearance and asked in a surprised tone, "Director Maine, what''s


    the matter?"


    "It''s nothing, I just want to ask you something," Zelda smiled politely.


    Yvette nodded, "Okay, please go ahead."


    In the car, Chuck felt very uneasy. Zelda wouldn''t tell her about what she wanted to know sincest


    night right? Precisely at that moment, his phone rang again in his pocket, and Chuck immediately


    picked up the call without checking who it was. He was taken aback upon hearing his mother''s


    voice from the receiver. "Chucky, your mother ising back!"