She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 425

Chapter 425

Chapter 425

After passing her driving test, Helen immediately c

“Hello, Helen,” came a man’s voice, low and magnetic.

“Lance,” Holes said excitedly. “I just saw a guy who looks a lot like you.”

“is that so?” The man on the other end sounded uninterested in her topic. “Helen, you’re bored, and a boyfriend to hang out with, I’m busy”

Helen paused, then said, “Lance, seriously, that guy really looks like you. Could Aunt Jacqueline have secretly had other kids back then

“Shut up!” Lance suddenly snapped.

Even through the phone, Helen flinched, nearly dropping her phone.

“Helen,” Lance said sternly, “I don’t want to hear that from you again if you dare mention this to Mom, you’ll regret it.”

Startled, Helen quickly replied, “Sorry, Lance, I spoke out of turn. I promise I won’t say anything to Aunt Jacqueline.”

“Good,” Lance said before ending the call abruptly.

Helen heaved a sigh of relief, leaning weakly against the car.

This was a forbidden topic in the Yates family.

Years ago, Lance’s mother, Jacqueline Yates, had given birth to a stillborn child and was so heartbroken she’d nearly committed suicide. Since then, the family had treated this as an unmentionable taboo.

Seeing Cameron today, Helen had momentarily forgotten the rule.

Luckily, she’d called instead of bringing it up in person–otherwise, Lance would have lectured her.

Lance was

was perfect in every way, but he was too intimidating. She’d been afraid of him since childhood.

“Ms. Yates, shall we leave now?” A bodyguard stepped forward respectfully.

Helen shook her head. “Wait”

She wanted to see Cameron again. The teenager looked so much like Lance, but he seemed fresh and even cute, probably a warm–hearted person.

After waiting over an hour, Cameron finally finished her driving test.

Helen quickly got out of the car and blocked Cameron’s path. “Hi,” she said with a smile.

“Hi,” Cameron nodded politely and tried to walk past.

But Helen held out her hand. “Can I have your number? I’m Helen.”

“Sorry,” Cameron said softly, shaking her head. Defing hit on was nothing new, and her usual response was polite rejection–no exception this time.

Helen froze for a moment, then followed Cameron. “Um, handsome, I mean no harm. You really look like my brother, so can I get to know you?”

Cameron stopped. “I’m sorry, I

I’m in a hurry”

Helen hadn’t expected this fresh–faced hunk to be so cold, and it seemed Cameron had misunderstood her intentions.

Helen didn’t give up. “Handsome, I’m really not here to cause trouble. I just want to be friends.”