Chapter 275 Yvonne Anderson
Samantha sat in the private room. After uploading the video to her Twitter, she put away her phone and prepared to leave.
Nevertheless, the moment she stepped out, she came across a group of her high school classmates from three years ago.
Leading the group was none other than Yvonne Anderson, who had been the class monitor during their high school days.
Upon seeing Yvonne, Samantha turned around to leave.
However, just as she was about to walk away, Yvonne extended her hand to block her path. "Samantha, it's been three years. You're still as rude as ever."
Samantha paused as a mocking smile curled on her lips. "You're hardly worth mentioning."
Yvonne frowned. "That sharp tongue of yours is just as irritating as always."
"Not as irritating as yours."
"Samantha, must you always treat me this way?"
Samantha crossed her arms, her voice cold as she replied, "Yvonne, we have never had a good relationship. You've known that since three years ago. So, from now on, if we ever run into each other, there's no need for you to greet me. Frankly, I have no interest in dealing with you."
With that, she made to leave.
Yvonne, still watching her, raised her hand again to block her path. "You're right, Yvonne. Our relationship has never been good. However, because of that, you can't simply leave today. Do you know the reason?"
"Do you know how shameless he was? I had rejected him, pushed him away, and even warned him so many times, but he wouldn't stop. Every day, he'd still show up with breakfast. Do you know what the funniest part is? He openly told me he had a girlfriend, but he still fancied me.
"A gentleman always pursues a graceful lady. His pursuit of me had nothing to do with his girlfriend. Back then, I even wondered who his poor girlfriend could be. Then, I heard from our classmates that the unlucky girl was none other than you, Yvonne.
"Look, from beginning to end, I was the one rejecting him. However, my charm is irresistible. He just had to pursue me, cheat on you, and fall for me. What could I do about it?"
Upon listening to Samantha's words, even after three years, Yvonne was still furious enough to want to strangle her.
"Samantha, stop bragging about your so-called charm that attracted my boyfriend. You were nothing but a temptress. Wherever you go, you flaunt yourself. It's no wonder men fall for you."
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