Chapter 948
His smile was warm, like a spring breeze.
The surrounding students couldn’t help but squeal in excitement.
They hadn’t expected the Doyle family’s heir to be this gorgeous.
Suddenly, everyone was dying to know.
Who was this guy’s girlfriend?
Who was the lucky girl who had managed to snag a rich, incredibly handsome heir?
At that exact moment.
Isabella Lancaster strolled out of the academic building, subtly showing off her brand-new designer bag.
She was laughing and chatting with her entourage.
But when her eyes landed on that familiar Rolls-Royce, her smile completely froze.
Her gaze drifted to the man standing next to the gaudy bouquet of roses.
All the blood drained from her face.
Her manicured nails dug painfully into her palms, her mind spinning in sheer panic. Why was Sebastian here?
Why had he suddenly shown up at Marington College?
Why… why was he doing this?
Isabella’s entire body began to tremble.
She was still actively maintaining her persona as the beloved Lancaster heiress.
Sebastian had tried to pursue her in the past.
And she had brutally humiliated him, rejecting him with vicious insults.
She had publicly declared she would never settle for a useless piece of trash like him.
But now p>
She was nothing more than a pet he kept locked in an apartment.
“Isabella, what’s wrong?” one of her friends asked, noticing her sudden pale complexion.
“Isn’t that the eldest Doyle son?” someone else pointed out, fully captivated by the spectacle at the gates.
“Isabella, wasn’t he obsessed with you a while back? Is he still completely fixated? Did he come here to bother you again p>
“The Doyle family… they’ve been doing really well lately. Does he actually think he’s worthy of the Lancasters now? Another friend laughed. “Isabella, you’re way too
charming. It’s been so long, and he’s stiff hopelessly devoted to you p>
In the past, those sycophantic compliments would have stroked her ego.
But right now p>
They just made her feel icy cold.
Especially when those loud remarks caused the elegant, Prince Charming-like man
to lift his head and look straight at them.
Isabella felt like she had been plunged into a freezing lake.
A bone-deep, suffocating terror seeped into her very marrow.
Acting entirely on instinct.
She aggressively shoved the friends who were mocking him.
“Shut up p>
Desperate to prove her absolute loyalty to Sebastian.
She pasted a sickeningly sweet smile onto her face and practically sprinted toward him.
“Sebastian, what are you doing here p>
Her voice dripped with honey.
She just prayed that if she acted obedient enough right now, he wouldn’t torture her when they went back to his apartment.
Seeing Isabella voluntarily approach
him, holding his hand in a sof
sickening affection, sent a
shockwave through the watching crowd Gontent belongs to
“Wait, is the Doyle heir here to pick up Isabella p>
“Are they dating p>
“A billionaire heiress and a pharmaceutical heir. They’re a perfect match p>
“Perfect match? Are you kidding me?
Don’t
you guys remember when he
was stalking her and she rejected him over and over? When did they suddenly get together p>