468 He Has Cancer
One day, Isabella stayed at school in the afternoon because she needed to attend a meeting.
“Here, someone is calling you,” her friend said as she tapped her on the shoulder.
Isabella froze when she saw the caller ID appear on the screen. Then, she quickly picked up the phone. "Got it, I'l be right there,” she said seriously after a while.
She instantly dialed another number after hanging up the phone. She then gathered her belongings on her seat with her other hand and walked out of the conference room.
Isabella was about to walk out the door when she ran into Jasmine, the vice president of Debate Team. Jasmine was dressed in a navy blue suit, and her heels clattered on the floor. She reached out to grab Isabella's hand, Isabella frowned as she smelled Jasmine's strong perfume.
“Isabella, the meeting is about to begin. Where are you going?" Jasmine's attitude was hostile, and she even looked at Isabella hostilely.
Isabella ignored her and brushed her hand away. And Jasmine stopped her again and moved to the side as if she didn’t want her to leave.
“I have something to do, and I need to get going. I'llsend Sean a message later to let him know about it," Isabella said it politely.
But Jasmine was still furious after hearing her words. She believed Isabella was deliberately provoking her. "Are you going to text him? Do you ‘467 He Has Cancer know him well? He's two grades your senior, shouldn't you keep your distance from him?"
"You can ask him about that," Isabella said calmly, "And by the way, tell him that | left.” She then walked away and deliberately bumped Jasmine, who was in her way. Jasmine then stumbled and slammed into the wooden door.
“Isabella!” Jasmine yelled, frustrated. Isabella had already left in a hurry at that moment.
Before pulling her phone from her pocket. Jasmine paused for a moment and texted Sean, "I broke my ankle, can you take me to the clinic? By the way. I'd like to discuss the debate competition with you.”
Jasmine was no longer enraged after sending the message. She smiled as she entered the conference room and told everyone, "Since someone is absent today, our meeting will be canceled. You guys can leave now."
Everyone appeared furious after that.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I've been waiting here for an hour! | even canceled a date,” someone slapped the table angrily and said.
Jasmine had stepped out of the conference room by then. "You're a freshman, right?" she asked condescendingly.
The girl froze and nodded.
"Feel free to leave for your own personal business, and have a bunch of people waste their time because of you. Provided, of course, that you have the ability to bewitch people like she does.”
After finishing her words, Jasmine walked away, her high heels making an annoying sound on the wooden floor.
The girl was humiliated and unsure what she should do next. "Hey, ‘467 He Has Cancer What does she mean by that?" she asked, tugging on her friend's sleeve.
"Don't you understand? She wasn't just blaming you; she was also scolding Isabella," her roommate said sympathetically.
“No, | still don't get it,” the girl continued.
"| heard Sean invited Isabella here, and she was the only freshman he brought in. | get the impression the two of them like each other. Otherwise,
Jasmine wouldn't hate her so much.”
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