Chapter 90: So Thick-Skinned

Rachel saw Myrna constantly playing with her phone without speaking. She thought Myrna was upset about Stephanie stealing the spotlight, so she ran over and patted her on the shoulder. “Myrna, what’s wrong?”

Myrna put away her phone, quietly saying, “It’s okay.”

“Oh.” Rachel, being simple-minded, didn’t think too much about it and went back to discussing the matter of the professor from Craydon University coming with them.

The news that a professor from Craydon University was coming to give a lecture at Melcester Central High School spread rapidly throughout the entire school forum. It was discussed not only on the school network but also sparked a lot of online discussion.

It should be known that Craydon University was a leading institution in the country, so during this period, Stephanie was constantly in the limelight, both in school and outside of it. Even the Stark family's net worth had risen. Recently, whether it was Leann or Amy attending wealthy women’s gatherings, they were the center of everyone’s conversations. They were constantly praised for raising their daughter (granddaughter) well, who not only turned out to be a good girl but also found a good boyfriend.

Even Celia had heard about this and specifically called Lawson to ask about it. Lawson neither admitted nor denied it. Although she was angry at him for doing this for Stephanie, she was secretly proud of his position at Craydon University. Look at his son; even the professors at Craydon University had to give him face.

It should be known that, in addition to teaching, professors at Craydon University were generally researchers in various top fields. They held prestigious social statuses and were in contact with the most cutting-edge circles in Nemmington, having completely different connections. Lawson was able to persuade the professor to come to Melcester to give a public lecture, and he could also leverage those connections to introduce himself to the most cutting-edge circles in the future.

At the height of this issue, Stephanie specifically posted a response on Twitter: “Thank you for your kindness. It’s so good to have you.”

In just eight short words, sweet and shy, it was as if she had tacitly acknowledged the rumors that the professor from Craydon University had condescended to teach at Melcester Central High School because Lawson had specifically asked his mentor for her.

The comments under the latest update were all over the place. I fell for this fairy-tale romance. “It turned out that it wasn’t that there were no good men in the world; it was that I wasn’t worthy!” The little fairy was beautiful and kind, yet I hadn’t washed my hair for three days. What a human misery this was. The person better than you even found a more excellent boyfriend. Drink this cup of singlehood wine, and be a single dog in the next life!

Chapter 99: Jo Thick Samnet

She had previously gained a small wave of online popularity under the title of “The Prettiest Candidate.” With the occurrence of this incident, more and more people started to pay attention to her. Even the official had added a ‘responded by the person involved’ hot tag under her latest reply. Stephanie’s followers on Twitter saw a rising tide lift all boats; seemingly, she had the momentum to surpass a star.

The school forum of Melcester Central High School was also full of gossip about her and Lawson. Stephanie had been the talk of the town, both at school and outside, these past few days.

All of this had nothing to do with Myrna. She still went to class as usual, and after school, she went to the hospital to visit Erick. Occasionally, she would run into the star-like Stephanie at school, but she acted as if she didn’t see her, walking her own path, hands in her pockets, utterly carefree.

Stephanie didn’t notice, but she did notice a girl next to Stephanie who looked at her with a gloomy and angry expression every time, as if she had killed her entire family. Myrna couldn’t help but pay more attention to her.

Returning to the classroom, she happened to see Rachel hiding something, seemingly taken from her own desk. The corner of her eye slightly raised, she walked in, “What’s going on?”