Chapter 18383
That’s right—the “innovative” chef was still employed.
She deeply regretted her choice. How could she not have seen this coming five minutes ago?
Noticing her pained expression, Aaron used his fork to scrape the offending dish from her tray onto his own. “Here, I’ll eat it.” Waste not, want not.
As he did so, he felt several pairs of eyes on him. He glanced around the cafeteria. Many of the looks were envious, as if to say, You call that helping? Move, let a real man do it!
Others were more sinister. Like Joseph’s.
Aaron frowned. For some reason, just looking at Joseph made his blood boil. He shifted his gaze and caught a girl with a shoulder-length bob staring their way. When their eyes met, she quickly looked down and began shoveling food into her mouth.
Irene’s heart hammered against her ribs. Getting caught felt like a crime. Oh my God, Marguerite is so pretty, she thought. I really want to talk to her! But they were in different classes, and yesterday, Marguerite had seen her with Judy. She probably thought they were on the same side. For more chapters visıt.net
The school forum had already split into two camps: Team Marguerite for Campus Queen and Team Judy for Campus Queen. The truth was, Irene wasn’t on Judy’s side; she was on the side of beauty. Whoever was prettier had her vote. She was a sucker for a pretty face, and that was that.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out.
It was a message from her sister, Lindsay, saying she was at the cafeteria entrance. Lindsay would sometimes drop off treats for her, knowing how hard senior year was.
[I’m in the middle of lunch. Just bring it in. I’m near the center p>
Lindsay, wearing oversized sunglasses, sighed at the text. Spoiled little sister.
Despite her thoughts, she pushed open the cafeteria doors and strode in on her high heels, a driver following with a bag of food. Dressed in a flowing red dress, with her signature wavy hair, she immediately stood out. She slid her sunglasses off, her fingers long and elegant, and scanned the room. Her sister was easy to spot- shoulder-length bob.
Her eyes swept across the tables, and then they stopped.
Her gaze landed on a beautiful girl with a high ponytail.
Lindsay’s eyes flew wide. She squeezed them shut, then opened them again.
The girl was still there.
Marguerite. That’s Marguerite!
She never ever expected to see Marguerite’s ghost at Pinecrest High. Back then, when Marguerite had come to visit, they had often eaten together in this very cafeteria.
A wave of heat rushed to Lindsay’s eyes. After all these years, her spirit was still here at Pinecrest. She must have loved studying that much, God rest her soul. One might expect to be scared of a ghost, but Lindsay felt no fear at all. This was her best friend the person who haunted her dreams. To see her spirit with her own eyes was a miracle. It must have been all those prayers she’d been tapping out on her app.
Lindsay started walking, step by deliberate step, toward Marguerite’s ghost.
Irene, watching the entrance, immediately spotted her sister’s iconic hair. She waved frantically. “Lindsay! Over here p>
But her sister seemed deaf to her calls, walking straight past her toward another table.
Irene frowned. Did she spot a cute guy? She knew her sister had a weakness for handsome men. She
followed Lindsays gaze but saw o
gays only the stunningly Beautifulz Marguerite.
Irene’s jaw dropped. No way. Is my sister switching teams? She can’t! My goddess can’t be stolen away!
Irene broke into a sprint, chasing after her sister and yelling, “Lindsay! Shirtless guys with abs over here p>