Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 277 The Hidden Truth

Well, well

288 Okay,

I had considered many possibilities, but I underestimated how much Nick had been hiding from me.

Until now, it hadn’t even occurred to me that he might be lying about “staying in school lately”.

So which of his statements had actually been true all this time?

I looked at the blond man and was about to ask another question when I realized he was sizing me up.

“Oh, I’m Olive, Olive Woods,” I briefly introduced myself and offered my hand. “I’m a friend of Nick’s.”

The man shook my hand. “Boris Smith,” he said. “You can call me Boris.”

“Boris,” I asked, “could you tell me about Nick’s situation here?

I noticed the young man’s nose wrinkled slightly when I mentioned Nick.

Did she have something against Nick?

A bad feeling stayed in my mind.

What kind of life had Nick been leading since he came to Harvard? I realized that I had greatly underestimated him and David.

At Columbia, Nick’s directness and professionalism had always made him popular with those around him.

So even if there were personality clashes, most people wouldn’t have shown such obvious rejection on their faces.

“Hurry?” I asked, realizing it would be hard to find another of Nick’s colleagues at this time of day.I decided to take the opportunity and looked into Boris’s hazel eyes. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to buy you lunch.”

a moment before

by side

from

for my undergraduate and Ph.D. Nick was my best friend during my PhD. He is the most

at my words. “I think you’re funnier,” he

gave me an idea of ​​the character of

time, my

you here to spend Christmas

“Yeah.”

“You come from Manhattan?”

“No, from Germany,”

out a startled cry. “That fellow has some charm to make a beauty

of Nick. That’s why I came uninvited,” I paused and looked into his eyes. “Mr. Smith, I really

a Mexican restaurant that Boris said was

quickly before I had even finished

we had ordered was on the

louder.

that Boris’s recommendation

running through my head and I was starving so I ate faster than usual. By the time Boris still had half

looks like you haven’t eaten in days,”

a late flight last night,” I shrugged. “I was too tired and

“I’m

my life.” I paused and continued. “When we left Columbia, I went to Germany and he came to Harvard. At first we kept in touch, but then he started

as

everything went downhill.” David again! I mentally added another tally mark against him. Sooner or later, we would get out of this account. “I heard he got rid of a

turned sharp as if

not discriminate against LGBT people at all. He only discriminates against people who enter through the back door. Most people would

got into Harvard and your team because of Professor Ford’s connections?” I asked

our boss complained to us in private, regretting giving Nick

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