The atmosphere in front of the girls' dormitory was lively.
Passersby and girls coming out of the building all cast their eyes on the handsome man leaning against the Mercedes.
This person, famously known at Apex University, is Elio Foster, the president of the student council.
With his background as a second-generation rich kid and outstanding looks, he has become the prince charming in the hearts of countless girls.
After a while of excitement, a hint of jealousy emerged from the eyes of many girls.
"Chairman Foster must be here for that guy again."
"Sigh! I really don't know what's so good about that vixen. Is it worth it for Chairman Foster to do this? If it were me, I would have agreed long ago!"
The group of girls discussed, feeling somewhat indignant.
I walked downstairs, stood to the side, and cast a glance at Elio Foster.
This guy's pretty well-dressed!
I murmured to myself.
Then I took out my phone to check; still no message from Nicole Anderson.
