CHAPTER 588: CHAPTER 588: BUY ONE GET ONE FREE?

Victor Hawthorne and his buddies turned around in unison, just in time to see Joy Quinn, dressed in a white pleated skirt and looking pure like a fresh lily, standing not far away.

"Wow, Campus Belle Quinn is looking for Boss Hawthorne."

"Boss Hawthorne, what are you waiting for?"

The buddies, eager for a show, started cajoling and shoving.

Under the encouragement of the buddies, Joy Quinn looked at Victor Hawthorne with a face full of anticipation.

If it were the past, Victor Hawthorne would have certainly rushed to her first, shy yet full of affection, to chat aimlessly.

But now, Victor Hawthorne just sat there, lifting his head to look at Joy Quinn.

"Looking for me, for something?"

The nearly indifferent voice made Joy Quinn feel inexplicably sour.

"It’s nothing. When I bought milk tea earlier, it was buy one, get one free, but Willow Young left already; do you want one?"

Actually, this cup of milk tea was something she specifically bought for Victor Hawthorne.

The reason she mentioned the buy-one-get-one-free deal was because she was worried Victor Hawthorne might think she only changed her attitude after learning about his good family background.

For this, she decided to use an excuse to slowly approach Victor Hawthorne, then pretend to accidentally discover that Victor Hawthorne was going to participate in the Meridia Language Competition, and subsequently offer to help him with Meridia’s language study points.

It is said that adolescence is the most impulsive.

She just doesn’t believe that while tutoring Victor Hawthorne, he would have no thoughts at all about the girl he used to like so much.

Of course, even if Victor really has no thoughts about her at that time, she would still add some "ideas."

Her school bag already contains the kind of medicine she had given Willow Young to drink several days ago.

This medicine is colorless and tasteless and won’t make people feel dizzy, but it will evoke those kinds of thoughts.

You see, after Willow Young drank it she didn’t even notice anything and ended up rolling in bed with Franklin Yates.

So using it on Victor Hawthorne is definitely feasible.

If she could pull it off in one go and become pregnant with Victor Hawthorne’s child, she’d undoubtedly be the mistress of the Hawthorne family’s mansion.

Even if she couldn’t get pregnant, once this thing started, would Victor Hawthorne be able to stay composed in front of her in the future?

As time went by, she’d certainly be able to carry the Hawthorne family’s bloodline.

But right now the most crucial problem is to naturally recommend herself for tutoring Victor Hawthorne!

Joy Quinn had been searching for such an opportunity for several days, but Victor Hawthorne seemed busy these days and hadn’t shown up at those previous places.

She waited and waited until finally, today, the right opportunity came.

Yet to Joy Quinn’s surprise, Victor Hawthorne turned down her milk tea.

"Thanks, but I don’t drink milk tea."

"This..."

Unexpectedly rejected by Victor, Joy Quinn felt a bit awkward.

The buddy standing beside couldn’t stand it, and shouted, "Campus Belle Quinn, of all things to give, why milk products? Didn’t you know that our Boss Hawthorne is allergic to dairy?"

Joy Quinn stiffened instantly.

She truly didn’t know that Victor Hawthorne was allergic to dairy products.

"Sorry, Victor, I really wasn’t aware."

She added, "How about I take it back now and have them remake a cup?"

"No need, if you have nothing else, we’re heading back to the classroom to study."

It’s almost time for July Quinn’s lecture; Victor Hawthorne certainly doesn’t want to be late.

"I heard you’re participating in the Meridia Language Competition. I’ve almost finished reviewing. If you need, I can tutor you on the knowledge points or anything."

Joy Quinn seized the opportunity, quickly revealing her intention.

It’s said that even with a lantern, you might not find such a willing top student to tutor others, so Joy Quinn was confident that Victor would not refuse her.

But Victor Hawthorne’s reply was a slap in her face.