Chapter 97
Bryce said, "I've always considered you a friend too."
He didn't want to pressure Yolanda, so he forced a laugh and quickly explained, "Don't get the wrong idea. It's just that I haven't seen you in a while and wanted to give you a gift."
"Well, I've got something to do, so I'll get going now." Bryce, trying to hide his disappointment, nearly fled the scene in his hurry to leave.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Meanwhile, the girls watching from a distance couldn't believe their eyes. Seeing Yolanda refuse Bryce's gift filled them with jealousy, their envy practically burning in their eyes.
"What is that ugly girl up to? Playing hard to get?"
"Definitely! Who knew someone so ugly could be so manipulative?"
"Ugh, yeah. She's gross and chubby, but now she's also a scheming witch! Just looking at her makes me sick."
No one expected Yolanda, whom they considered ugly, to be indifferent to Bryce, the guy they all dreamed about.
The only explanation they could come up with was that she was faking it.
"We should all stay far away from that bitch! Just looking at her makes me want to throw up."
"Exactly! Even if Prince Bryce likes her, the fact that he's friends with her shows his taste isn't that great."
"Right, Prince Gavin is the best. He might seem cold, but I know if he ever loves someone, he'd be completely devoted to her. And no way would he ever fall for someone as ugly as Yolanda."
"Sigh... If only Prince Gavin liked me..."
"Stop dreaming! Didn't you see how even the newly crowned campus belle, Yvonne, couldn't get his attention? Prince Gavin is the man of our dreams and belongs to all of us."
"From now on, I declare that Prince Gavin is the only dream man for me."
Yolanda didn't pay any attention to the girls' sharp and bitter words.
After Bryce left, she searched the area one last time. Gavin was definitely not at the academy anymore. Once she was certain, she headed straight out of the school gates.
To her surprise, the moment she stepped outside, she saw Zach.
Yolanda walked up to Zach and asked, "Mr. Wright, what are you doing here?"
Given that Evan had just stabilized
after a critical condition, he needed
his family's care the most.
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Considering how much Zach valued his son he should likely be staying by his side without even leaving for a moment.
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Zach scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed. "There's something I need your help with."
He continued, "I have an older
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relative who's usually in good health, but over the past couple of weeks, he's been experiencing frequent chest tightness and dizziness. He had a full check-up at the hospital, but they couldn't find anything wrong.
"He's lost over ten pounds in less than a week, and his overall
condition is deteriorating. Just yesterday, he even passed out. The doctor couldn't do anything for him and just advised him to rest home.
"You're so skilled in medicine. Evan survived, thanks to you, so I would like to ask you to check on my relative."
Zach spoke in a tone of request, seeking Yolanda's opinion. "Do you have some time now?"
Yolanda noticed that the powerful president in front of her didn't seem as imposing as the rumors suggested.
Besides, she planned to stay at Riverdale City for a while, so building a good relationship with Zach could make it much easier for her to handle some matters.
After a brief moment of consideration, she nodded slightly and said, "I do have time, but I can't guarantee I can help him without knowing more about his condition first."
Though Yolanda was highly skilled in medicine, she wasn't a miracle worker. Even her mentor wouldn't make a diagnosis without seeing the patient. Zach's face lit up with a hint of relief when Yolanda agreed. "I understand. Let me drive you there."
"Alright," Yolanda replied as she opened the car door and got in.
Soon, Zach drove Yolanda away from the school entrance.
Yolanda didn't know that the moment she got into the car, a young man emerged from the school entrance. His piercing eyes were fixed on where she had just gotten into the car.
He pressed his hand to his chest. His gaze reflected a deep, enduring emotion.
"Is it you? Am I... getting closer to finding you?"