The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 154

Elena knew Sasha would never open the door, so she didn't bother wasting her breath.

"Right, right, whatever you say. I wish her and Sterling a lifetime of happiness. Satisfied?"

She could practically predict exactly how the plot would unfold: Lydia survives the ordeal, wakes up to find the boy sitting devotedly by her bedside, is moved to tears, and they confess their undying love for each other.

If Lydia had half a brain, that's exactly what she would do.

And when that happened, her mission at Kingsley University would finally be over.

"Hah, keep acting tough!"

Sasha sneered. She touched her swollen, aching cheek through her mask, her voice dripping with venom. "Just you wait, Elena. Whatever you did to me, I'm going to pay it back tenfold!"

"As for tonight, you can stay trapped in there and reflect on your sins! Practically no one walks by here in the afternoon, so don't even dream about getting out—"

Having delivered her arrogant speech, she finally strutted away.

Peering through the narrow crack, Elena watched Sasha's retreating back disappear from view.

Tsk, what a useful little weapon she was.

The best part was that this weapon was entirely devoted to Lydia, allowing her to be wielded to maximum effect!

Thinking this, Elena slowly turned around, resting her back against the door.

Lifting her gaze, her eyes swept over the lunchbox and the bag of medicine left on the floor.

Then, she absentmindedly bit her lip. In this dead, rotting, abandoned archive, a sudden, inexplicable wave of grievance washed over her.

The feeling was incredibly faint.

And it lasted for only a fleeting moment.

It was there for barely a second before vanishing into thin air, like a passing breeze.

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