CHAPTER 164: CHAPTER 164: RAE ZANDER’S ATTITUDE, SEVEN: CALL ME DADDY

Olivia Song couldn’t be bothered with her sarcasm, currently enjoying the admiration from everyone with glee.

Seeing the people around her fawning and flattering looks, any bad feelings aroused by Claire Green instantly vanished.

So what if her grades are good, when the TV show she starred in airs, the number of people who like her will only grow. Who would even remember a useless person?

By then, she wouldn’t be someone a useless person like Claire Green could compare to.

Thinking of this, the smile on her face deepened, warming the hearts of everyone around her.

The school belle was still the same, neither arrogant nor impatient, now smiling so gently at them, proving their admiration wasn’t misplaced.

Rae Zander stood aside, observing the emotions in those people’s eyes, feeling a bit sarcastic in her heart. Wasn’t she just like a sycophant herself back then?

Ever since their fallout, she deliberately stopped paying attention to Olivia Song’s news. She thought Olivia would come to apologize, but since that day, she hadn’t made a move to approach her again.

Now these classmates surrounding Olivia Song were hauntingly similar to what she used to be.

"Heh."

A low, sarcastic chuckle slipped from Rae Zander’s lips.

Olivia Song heard the sound, her lashes trembled slightly, but she maintained a calm demeanor as she looked to the front row.

"Rae, let’s watch it together when the time comes."

Who would’ve thought.

Rae Zander coolly refused, "Sorry, I don’t have time."

Olivia Song almost couldn’t maintain her gentle expression after hearing that.

She clenched her palm, her eyes dark and unreadable. Time, sure, it’s only because she’s still bearing a grudge from the last incident. Can’t girls be a bit more magnanimous?

"Well...alright then."

After saying so, she lowered her head sadly.

Seeing the girl they admired looking aggrieved, with reddening eyes, the brainless bunch rallied in her defense.

"Olivia inviting you is an honor, yet you dare refuse, so full of yourself."

"Exactly, you used to be inseparable with our Olivia but are holding a grudge over a little conflict."

"Everyone says to be magnanimous, but you don’t have that trait at all."

Watching them rant endlessly, Rae Zander’s expression turned cold.

She looked unemotionally at the girl with her head down, "Is that what you think too?"

Olivia Song’s silence was her only response, upon which Rae suddenly burst into laughter.

She couldn’t understand why she once thought this person seemed gentle and kind.

The talking few were puzzled at her sudden laughter. Was she losing her mind to laugh after being told off?

Yet in the next moment.

An icy voice echoed, "Yeah, your Olivia is a fairy descending from the heavens. How could anyone like me deserve to join her? Only loyal dogs like you are worthy."

After finishing, she couldn’t be bothered with their looks, getting up abruptly and dragging her desk to the back row.

Once seated, she felt the absence of Olivia Song’s presence, and the whole space suddenly seemed fresh.

The realization swept across their faces, turning their expressions sour.

"Who the hell did you just call a dog?"

Who knew.

Rae Zander blinked at them, "Why would it be an insult? I was genuinely complimenting you all. After all, loyal dogs aren’t uncommon."

"You..."

That person wanted to say more, but Olivia Song, who had been silently lowering her head, spoke up to stop further words.

"Stop it, Rae didn’t do it on purpose."

She lifted her head, her eyes teary.

She glanced sideways at the back row, a cold glint flashing deep within her eyes. Since when could even a fool like Rae Zander mock her?

"Don’t speak for me, Olivia School Belle, otherwise I’ll really fear your loyal dogs might come bite me."

Rae Zander delivered a sarcastic dig, then grabbed her textbook and silently started reading, clearly not wanting to engage further.

Hearing this.

Olivia Song’s face instantly turned pale, her body trembled a little, and she slowly sat down.

The others still wanted to speak up for her, but she intervened with a soothing voice.

"Don’t damage the relationships between classmates because of me, everyone should head back to their seats, it’s about to start."

Hearing this, they grudgingly glared at Rae Zander and returned to their seats.

As for Rae Zander, there was no ripple in her heart.

...

At the top floor of King Regal Entertainment, Old Cat looked around the spacious office with only himself, and a sigh followed.

That guy J really is something. She didn’t even bother to greet him upon his arrival in Z Country and left him to find the company address by himself.

From the day he came until now, he hadn’t seen another soul, did he come all this way just to work as a security guard?

He picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number.

It was only when the ringtone was about to end that the other side sluggishly connected.

Old Cat leaned back in the chair, propping his long legs on the desk, and grumpily opened his mouth, "Are you really treating me like your tool?"

"What else?" The girl sprawled over a desk, her voice nonchalantly laced with drowsy laziness.

Old Cat, guessing what she was doing earlier, glanced at his watch.

Lunchtime now, and she’s sleeping?

Was she up to no good last night?

Old Cat smirked, "J, even responsible parents would visit their children at school, shouldn’t you at least check on me since you’ve brought me to Z Country."

Silence greeted him, and then a soft laugh reverberated through his eardrums.

"Sure, call me daddy and let’s see."

Claire Green lazily sat up, adjusted herself to a more comfortable position, her slender fingers propped at her neck, her tone playful and unruly.

Old Cat’s mouth twitched, taking advantage like this, was he really implying that?

Who could have guessed.

Claire didn’t intend to let him off with that, continuing with a low raspy voice, "Call me daddy, and I’ll go meet you, a fair deal."

"Don’t bother coming then, I suddenly feel being alone is quite nice."

Old Cat refused without hesitation. He was, after all, a renowned hacking expert, calling a little girl ’daddy’ was sheer madness.

If J had a whim to spread it to Nether Lord and the others, he could imagine the ensuing ridicule would be endless.

"Tsk, would you really pass up such an opportunity," Claire languidly spoke, her voice tinged with a hint of regret.

Your tone as if I missed out on millions, what’s up with that?

"Leave such opportunities for those in need," Old Cat rolled his eyes, "speaking of business, our company being this big with only one artist feels lacking!"

Upon hearing this.

Claire Green lifted her eyelids, "There’s another on the way."

What the hell?

Old Cat, his big head filled with confusion, "On the way to Capital City? Does that mean I’ll see the second person soon?"

Who knew.

In the next second, the girl’s words mistified him.

"On the way to terminating their contract."

"What termination?"

Confronted with his confusion, Claire smirked, "Poached from another company, hopefully not terminating."

How could you speak of poaching with such conviction, renowned hacker J now engaging in poaching for a small company?

Old Cat asked, "Aren’t you afraid of being beaten up?"

If he were from the poached artist’s original company, he’d definitely feel like giving her a beating.

"It’s King Regal poaching, what’s it got to do with me?"

Claire Green casually uttered.

If I didn’t already know you were the same person, I might actually believe your nonsense.

Old Cat found himself speechless, exasperatedly ending the call.

He glared at the phone he tossed on the desk, questioning why he ever decided to call that person.

Meanwhile.

Claire Green’s eyes glinted with amusement as she surveyed the empty classroom, rising slowly to leave the room.