Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 901

Isabella Lancaster's expression froze for a second before she regained her gentle smile.

She knew what happened to the Doyle family last night.

She and Bianca Doyle had never gotten along.

But right now...

She didn't dare clash with Bianca head-on.

She simply smiled gracefully and nodded at Bianca.

Bianca shot her a cold glare and scoffed, ignoring her entirely.

She couldn't stand Isabella's fake demeanor.

Who was she trying to fool?

Bianca turned to leave, surrounded by her entourage of followers, her designer heels clicking sharply on the pavement.

Suddenly, a loud, obnoxious sputtering sound filled the air.

The noise was impossible to ignore.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.

A beat-up black scooter wobbled into view.

The vehicle was entirely unremarkable.

But the rider was impossible to overlook.

The rider parked the scooter right next to two luxury sports cars.

She wore the standard Marington College uniform with a canvas messenger bag slung across her shoulder. Her long, waterfall-like hair was tied back in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy.

Her long legs easily reached the ground to support the scooter.

Looking up at the Marington College entrance sign, she took off her helmet.

Her face...

It was absolutely stunning.

Her luminous skin and radiant complexion were breathtaking. Even without a drop of makeup, her striking features commanded attention.

But it was her eyes—cool, deep, and unreadable—that truly captivated.

Despite riding a cheap scooter and wearing a plain uniform.

The moment she stood there.

Her effortlessly cool and relaxed aura instantly made the heavily made-up, designer-clad Isabella and Bianca look like cheap imitations.

"Wow... who is that? She's gorgeous!"

"Do we really have someone this pretty at our school?"

Her mind instantly flashed back to last night... the woman in the angel mask at the auction.

That woman had the exact same look in her eyes, the exact same careless energy.

It was as if she didn't care about anyone.

Like she was looking at ants.

That infuriating superiority felt exactly the same!

Her eyes turned ice-cold. "Where did this country bumpkin come from?"

She shot a look at her entourage.

Her followers immediately rushed forward and blocked the path of the scooter.

One of them sneered, "Where did you crawl out from? You think you can enter Marington on that piece of junk?"

Serena rested one hand on the handlebar, her foot planted on the ground, and cast a lazy, sidelong glance at Bianca.

She let out a soft scoff.

Bianca truly never learned her lesson.

She just couldn't stop causing trouble.

Given what happened last night, the Doyle family should have disciplined her severely.