My Destined Lover

The highest branch is not the safest roost. As the head of the Browns, it’s not unusual for Grandpa to be targeted by some evil people who are up to no good. As for who was behind this… Laura doesn’t have a clue now.

She continued to talk and laugh with her grandfather as if nothing had happened. In her heart, she secretly made up her mind — when she has the chance, she will definitely help his grandfather to cure the poison!

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Class 3

It’s currently the end of class time, and the class was bustling.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Eh eh, have you been watching trends lately?”

“What? Tell me quickly!”

Two girls at the front table were excitedly discussing gossip.

Nora was quietly lying on her desk, and after a moment’s hesitation, she interjected, “What is it, can I listen?”

“Huh? You want to know it?”

“This…”

The two girls, who had been excited, looked at each other, and instantly lost all interest.

“It’s really no big deal.”

“That’s right. It’s better to do our homework.”

After saying that, they turned around in unison as if no one was there, leaving Nora alone.

Nora got a long face, and her hand under the table balled up into a fist — again! Ever since she had been transferred to the class, she was resisted and rejected by the entire class of girls every day. And all this… It was all because of Laura!

Laura, Laura… Laura, Laura… Nora repeatedly recited this hateful name in her mind. If she had the chance, she would definitely take revenge!

At that moment, as if God had heard her mind, Nora’s cell phone in the belly of the table suddenly vibrated.

It was an anonymous picture text message.

Nora was a little confused, but when she saw what was in the picture, she was overjoyed! —-In the picture, Laura has one hand on Eric’s shoulder, bending her head to talk beside his ear. What else could it be if not an embrace?

Nora’s lips can’t stop rising, Laura was engaged and Eric had a fiancée who was a famous pianist in New York with a huge fan base.

The more Nora thought about it, the more excited she became. After a few operations on her phone, she posted the picture anonymously to the school forum. The title of the post was, “The true colors of the Class 8 transfer student!

It have to say that this title was really eye–catching. It was early in the morning, and many students were playing with their phones to refresh themselves.

In a short while, the forum quickly gathered a large number of people to spill the tea.

“My God, is this true or false? Isn’t Eric Kimberly’s fiancé? Why is he cuddling with other women?”

“God, Kimberly is so good, and her fiancé ran off with someone else. I’ll never trust men again.”

“Eric is so good, why would he fall for a country bumpkin like that? In my opinion, it’s not sure who took the initiative…”

Seeing that the crowd was gradually turning the spearhead of public opinion on Laura, a few kilometers away in the Taylors’ villa, Lily hooked her lips slightly and withdrew from the post contentedly.

“My good sister, now the evidence is all there. How can you change your plight.”