Erin watched the luxury car disappear, her eyes filled with reluctance.
That was Isla Astir.
One of the few impoverished students in her class during middle school.
Other than having good grades,
There were no other highlights.
How could someone from the distinguished succession of the Thompson Clan ever take an interest in someone like Isla Astir?
Erin was completely baffled.
At this moment,
Some classmates began to come out, clearly having witnessed the scene, and they started discussing.
"So Isla Astir's boyfriend is really rich!"
"Wasn't that car a limited edition Maybach? I heard it costs over thirty million!"
"Isla Astir is outstanding herself, she's now a Boss-level comic artist."
"Isn't there a saying that if you bloom, the butterflies will come?"
"..."
These comments were particularly grating to Erin's ears.
In the car.
