Chapter 171

Joseph frowned. "That guy is a thug who loves to fight. You shouldn't get too close to him."

Marguerite smiled sweetly. "Mind your own business."

Joseph was at a loss for words. He was undeniably handsome, with the strong build of a basketball player and the scholarly air of a top student. Plenty of girls had crushes on him, and he was considered one of the most popular guys at Pinecrest High.

A handsome boy and a beautiful girl sitting together quickly drew a lot of attention in the cafeteria, including from Judy Scott and Irene Wood, who had just walked in.

"Look, Judy, I think that's the new transfer girl. Everyone's saying she's prettier than you, but how is that possible? You're our school's queen!" Irene said indignantly, fiercely loyal to her friend. “Joseph must be blind to like her instead of you!" The Pinecrest High group chats were all buzzing with the news that Joseph had fallen in love.

Judy had come to the cafeteria specifically to see for herself; she usually had her driver bring her lunch from home.

"Maybe she really is prettier than me," Judy said with a small smile.

Irene grabbed her arm and pulled her toward Joseph's table. "I don't believe it. I have to see for myself."

They walked up next to Joseph's table.

“Joseph, you're eating in the cafeteria today," Judy said in a sweet voice. Though she was speaking to Joseph, both her and Irene's eyes were fixed on the girl sitting across from him.

Joseph, who hated being disturbed, looked up with a detached expression. "Yeah." Hearing his voice, Marguerite looked up as well.

A radiant, exquisite face, like that of a porcelain doll, met their eyes.

Irene's jaw dropped. Damn! She really is prettier than Judy. She looks like one of my BJD dolls!

Clang!

Judy's lunch tray fell from her hands and crashed to the floor. Her pupils dilated in sheer terror.

"Aah! A ghost!" she shrieked, spinning around and running away.

Marguerite jumped, startled. "A ghost? Where?" she asked, looking around wildly. A second later, she realized: the ghost was her.

This girl must have known her from before. Racking her brain, she recalled the face. Oh, that was Fitch Scott's daughter. The Scott family had always had good genes, and Judy's features strongly resembled her father's. She hadn't expected her to be at Pinecrest High too, though her age did fit for a high school senior.

Irene, still holding her tray, was completely bewildered. "Hey! Judy, what's wrong with you?" she called out. Seriously? Did seeing someone prettier than her drive her insane?

Joseph, spoon in hand, frowned. Judy knew Marguerite?

Aaron returned with two trays of food and saw Joseph. "You're in my seat. Move," he said in a cold tone.

Joseph looked up. “Does this seat have your name on it?"

Why did these two have to argue every time they met? To prevent Aaron from meeting his grim fate, Marguerite stood up with a twitching smile. "Let's go sit somewhere else."

Joseph picked up his tray. "Okay.”

Marguerite pointed at Aaron. “I was talking to him.”

Joseph was speechless.

Cedric, walking by, saw the scene and smiled knowingly. He had known since that day on the basketball court, when his lady. chased after Aaron, that her

affections had shifted. He picked up He picked up his own tray and followed Aaron,

sitting in the same row once they

found a new spot.

Aaron was less annoyed by Cedric than by Joseph, and since Marguerite didn't

object, he didn't say anything either.

Joseph, holding his tray, couldn't

understand what was going on with

Marguerite. After a moment's

thought, he walked over and asked her directly, "Marguerite, are you afraid to stand up to Aaron? Dean protect you."