Everyone laughed and didn’t force her to spill the beans since she was unwilling to do so.

As Sophia stared at Michael’s handsome face on the huge poster, it was as though he really agreed to give a lecture at Bayside University—and that would be his first time doing so on campus. How exciting!

After she shifted her gaze from that particular poster, she saw ones detailing other events on the bulletin board and searched for ones which she could participate in. Maybe she could bring a few trophies home too.

There were a number of competitions being held on campus.

Dancing competition? Forget it, I can’t dance.

Campus singing competition? Not a chance.

Miss Misty Pageant?

Miss Misty Pageant was a contest to select the belle of the campus and had derived its name from the famous lake within the campus grounds, Lake Misty—and it was also a university landmark.

The campus belle contest… I’m too shy for this. Forget it!

Furthermore, the deadline for registration had already passed and even the preliminaries were over. The finals would be held on the 19th of the current month.

 

Concurrently, there was also another contest being held—Mr. Misty Pageant, also known as the campus hunk contest.

Considered as significant competitions, the most talented and beautiful representatives would be selected as the campus belle and hunk to appear on the brochures and website of the university. In addition, they would represent the campus for school visits abroad and such.

 

At the back of the poster, there was a list containing the names of students who made it to the finals and she peered in curiosity.

The campus belle contest was held once a year and it was common knowledge that the competition was specially organized for the freshmen. Most of the finalists were freshmen with a few other girls from the sophomore and penultimate years.

familiar names on the list—Molly from her class, Faye, Xyla and…

the list?” She gasped. Thinking that it was merely another person with exactly the same name, she realized in the end that it was really her because

is me on

to remember that I signed up for the competition at all? Not to mention, I’ve already

confusion, she called the organizer on the poster to ask for clarification. The organizer replied instead, “Miss Edwards, you’ve successfully

more confusion where she was left scratching her

people came and noticed the poster for

had also turned up for school today. Not only that,

an unexpected payment. Therefore, they shook hands with the Harpers and made peace with them after sitting down for a

they were

interests, they had no other way but to reconcile. Even if they were divided at heart, they had to pretend that they were united outwardly and maintain the pretense—or they would appear like a joke to

since the incident that day and as a result, the enthusiasm from the students had also diminished. The Harpers and Huffs both donated buildings and bursaries. After all, money was needed to build up and

with Sophia, deleting each

chancellor, it ended with a statement

well!” Xyla had finally

one who sowed discord. The Harpers had also learned of her vile nature. From now onward, the two families—the Harpers and the Huffs—would be on the

merely humiliating herself by participating in this

kind of talent could that boring, old bookworm possibly have? He thought silently, knowing her

Xyla exclaimed innocently. “Don’t forget to

reestablish her reputation, so there was no way she would allow the chance

they flirted with each other, Faye came and saw the list of nominees

large contest, the participant’s friends and family would show up, based on previous

had recently and secretly sent some people to be by her side to try and learn who her husband was—both

would have thought that the shameless woman actually said

was no way that she would believe that her husband was only thirty years old. On the contrary, he must have been a man who had been so ugly and old that she was ashamed to introduce—and

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