Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391 

Everyone in the class knew exactly who the “she” referred to. 

“Got it, Yvie! We weren’t planning to give her any tickets anyway!” 

“Yeah, only the people in our class get tickets, not her!” 

Alice not only scolded them but also constantly made passive–aggressive remarks about Yvie. They clearly didn’t consider her part of their class! 

Alice clenched her teeth in a surge of envy and jealousy as she gazed at the thick stack of concert tickets. 

She was also an Ashton Murray fan and desperately wanted to attend the concert, but he was so popular that the tickets were incredibly hard to come by. 

Yet that bitch Yvette managed to get so many! 

“We’ll enjoy Ashton Murray’s concert while some people stew in envy and frustration!” 

“Well said! Let them regret it!” 

Listening to these mocking remarks only intensified Alice’s fury, darkening her expression with rage. “Yvie, how much did the concert tickets cost? Let’s all chip in and pay you!” Madison asked with concern. Ashton Murray’s tickets aren’t cheap. We can’t let you cover the cost alone!” 

The rest of the class nodded in agreement. 

“Madison’s right. Yvie, we should all pitch in. You spent so much on these tickets!” 

“Exactly! We’re thrilled you got tickets for all of us. We definitely need to pay you back!” 

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Hearing this, Yvette felt a warm sensation in her heart but replied nonchalantly, “It didn’t cost me anything. 

Ashton Murray was an artist under Starlight Entertainment, and his concert was organized entirely by them. Since Starlight Entertainment was under Yvette’s control, she didn’t have to spend a penny on the tickets. 

“Eh? It didn’t cost you anything?” 

Seeing their shocked expressions, Yvette didn’t elaborate further and casually said, “Class is starting soon. Keep the tickets safe and forget about paying me. Otherwise, I might get upset.” 

Upon hearing she might get angry, the class quickly dropped the topic and returned to their seats. 

Yet Alice stood still, her eyes darting around. 

The tickets didn’t cost anything? There was no way all those concert tickets were free! 

Oh! She figured it out. It must be that bitch Yvette’s sugar daddy who paid for them! 

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Otherwise, how could a pauper who can’t even afford designer clothes have the money to buy so many concert tickets? 

With this thought, Alice’s gaze toward Yvette grew even more disdainful. She glanced down at the bruises on her arms and legs, her resentment deepening.