Chapter 8 The Wise and Mighty Goddess Hedy

This person was Preston.

He had just come out of the principal’s office.

“Is there something you need?” he politely inquired, every gesture and movement exuding the demeanor of a noble gentleman.

Hedy had saved his grandfather, and based on that alone, he would treat her patiently and distinguish her from other women.

The principal’s office is at the end of the grove.

“Before I answer this question, I want to know, do you wear any perfume?”

A sense of urgency flashed in Hedy’s eyes.

In her past life, she had tried using perfume to aid in sleep, but no fragrance could improve her insomnia, not even aromatherapy.

She had no idea what scent Preston carried on him.

“No.”

Preston glanced down at the girl’s hand tightly gripping his arm, his eyes flickering slightly.

The warmth emanating from the girl’s palm seeped steadily into his veins.

Even the coldest person had warm blood flowing within.

“In that case, I have a favor to ask.”

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Hedy tightened her grip on him, raising her petite face. “I want to sleep with you, every night.”

Preston was left speechless by her words.

A look of astonishment flashed across his handsome face.

Were all kids nowadays so forward?

“You have a unique scent about you that can only be noticed up close. This fragrance can alleviate my insomnia, and I want to sleep with you around.”

Hedy explained her intention.

God knows how much she longed for a peaceful slumber.

She even felt a bit regretful that she didn’t get closer to him when she accepted his business card earlier, which would have allowed her to discover it sooner.

The man fell silent, seemingly processing this strange situation.

After a moment, he nodded slightly, his voice elegant, “If your parents don’t mind, I can do that for you.”

She was her grandfather’s savior, and he was single, with no fiancée, so there were no other considerations to take into account.

her company during sleep wouldn’t

Preston’s wrist, returning to her previous cold and aloof demeanor.

Preston glanced at

at 5:30 p.m., and at that time, I will arrange for the driver

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and ighty Goddess Hendy

gate. If there are no other

had a branch in

“Okay.”

walking towards the old school building.

Hedy arrived

her memory of

the original host’s recollection, the exterior of the old building had weathered walls, unattractive in color, but the

of the wall were peeling off, revealing red bricks in some places. Weeds grew around the building, with one particular plant towering even higher than

slightly, Hedy followed the signposts and arrived at the entrance of Class 7 of the senior

classroom door was tightly shut, covered

open the

their backs, and their right hands extended toward her as if waiting

to the throne, wield your scepter, and dispel

Slam.

and Mighty Goddess

closed

few seconds

the

Goddess Hedy, please ascend to the throne, wield your scepter, and dispel the mist

crowd – it felt

Hedy remained silent.

there is nothing wrong with the way you

that Hedy would close the door again, quickly

and a skull ring on

you can call

a rule in Class 7: whoever has the highest combat power

I was the boss of Class 7, but during the assembly, I was in the front row

I can’t beat you, so I decided to step down and make way for you. From now on, you are the boss of Class 7, with the

the surrounding students exclaimed with excitement.

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these overly dramatic students, so she

aloof… but it’s because she is cold and cool that we want to call her Goddess Hedy!”

Hedy is so beautiful, we have to nominate her for the school

is the representative of Class 7!”

and said, “I won’t vote for Goddess Hedy. You

for your girlfriend, aren’t you?” Everyone rolled their

eyes.

bell rang, signaling the start of classes.

for the morning classes showed up. The lessons turned into self–study

this had happened in any other class, the students would have reported it to the relevant authorities, angrily questioning whether they were wasting their

Class 7, the students just enjoyed

games during self–study class–wasn’t it blissful?

like studying, and the teachers didn’t feel like

result, Class 7’s academic performance

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