The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1158

Norris didn't feel the slightest bit awkward about being left out.

In fact, he was relieved.

He cleared his own tray and walked out of the cafeteria without a second glance.

Carlson caught up to him a few moments later, slightly breathless.

"Norris, hold up! Are you mad that I just swooped in and made a move on your girl?"

Norris rolled his eyes. If someone actually stole his girl, would he be happy about it?

"She's not my girl. Make all the moves you want." Norris had zero interest in Honoria.

He was all too familiar with women like her.

They had an arrogance bred deep in their bones.

Perhaps it was their privileged upbringing that led them to believe men would fall to their knees with a simple snap of their fingers.

"Man, Honoria is seriously impressive. She just got back from studying abroad, and the university snatched her right up."

Carlson sang her praises, but Norris remained entirely unfazed. "She teaches history. Was studying abroad really necessary for that?"

She taught Western history, a subject Norris couldn't care less about.

Carlson choked on his words, realizing Norris actually had a point.

Did a history major truly learn more overseas than they could right here in Solenia?

Then again, she specialized in Western history and returned to teach that exact subject, so there was no point overanalyzing it.

While it was clear Honoria was accomplished, her credentials seemed a little fluffed up.

"She invited me to her birthday party. What do you think I should wear this Saturday?"

"Should I go formal or keep it casual?"

Carlson was already stressing over his outfit; he was clearly thrilled about the weekend bash.

"Did she actually give you the address?" Norris asked, pouring a bucket of cold water over his excitement.

Carlson froze.

"No... she probably just forgot."

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