'Was that Aurora Sinclair?'
'Why was she with Young Lord Morgan?'
Stella Sinclair stared blankly at the staircase leading to the second floor, as if she were in a stupor.
"Stella, am I dreaming? The Young Master of the Morgan Family is actually here. Do you think he's the mysterious award presenter for tonight?"
Stella Sinclair didn't answer, letting the girl beside her excitedly pinch her arm.
"Stella is so lucky. Young Master Morgan will probably present her award."
"Yeah! I can't believe the teachers managed to invite the Morgans. You're so fortunate, Stella!"
Stella Sinclair struggled to maintain the smile on her face. It felt like someone had grabbed her heart, and she was panicked to the extreme.
A senior seemed to notice something was wrong and asked with concern, "Stella, is your blood sugar low? Your face is so pale."
Stella Sinclair forced a smile and nodded slightly. "My head's a little dizzy."
"Then you should sit down, quickly!"
