She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69 Can I Get Cameron’s Number?

Bradley said, “Didn’t I tell you to start eating?”

He and Cameron walked over together, and Bradley made the introductions. “Eddie, this is my roommate, Cameron Cam, this is my fourth brother, Eddie.”

Eddie gave Cameron a once–over and waved his hand. “Hey, Cameron, nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” Cameron replied politely.

Eddie turned to Bradley. “You brought the card, huh?”

With a sigh, Bradley pulled his bank card out of his pocket and handed it over. “I’ve only got 300k left. Don’t blow it all at

once.”

Eddie sighed, “How am I supposed to win over girls if I penny–pinch? You don’t get it, you lonely loser.”

Eddie was nineteen, a freshman majoring in psychology. Ever since college started, he’d been dating one girl after another, and his money flew out the door like it had wings.

He ran out of cash yesterday, so he came to ask Bradley for help.

Bradley rolled his eyes and said, “The PIN’s my birthday.”

Eddie blinked and muttered, “Your birthday?”

Bradley retorted, “You don’t even know that? You don’t deserve to use my money.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows and replied, “Tch, I can just ask Mom.”

Hearing that, Bradley hit him with a dramatic eye–roll.

Cameron sat quietly to the side, listening to their bicker with a smile.

She thought to herself, ‘They are actually kind of close. That’s how real brothers do, unlike me and Milena… She caught herself mid–thought and shook her head. ‘Forget it. I already made up my mind to cut ties with them. No point thinking of

them.‘

Bradley ignored Eddie and slid the menu toward Cameron. “Here, order something you want.”

Cameron ordered a waffle. She was already full from the two pies, but since she was here, it felt rude to just sit and stare at

them.

Bradley took the menu back and added a few more things for himself.

*****

Meanwhile, Xander was sitting alone in one corner of the cafeteria.

His table was loaded with breakfast items–enough to feed ten people. But he hadn’t touched a thing. He just kept staring toward the entrance, grumbling under his breath, “Where the hell is that little punk?”

He’d been waiting for over ten minutes. The crowd had started to thin as people finished their meals and left.

Xander checked his smartwatch and said, “It’s half an hour already.”

Getting annoyed, he decided to call Cameron, only to realize he didn’t even have Cameron’s number.

So, he sent Milena a message instead.

Xander: [Morning, Milena. Hope this doesn’t bother you.]

At that moment, Milena was actually having breakfast with some classmates in the cafetería.