CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: MAEVE LANE IS JUST A LUNATIC

"You, do you know who I am!"

"Don’t want to know, but I’m insulting you."

Maeve Lane frowned and scoffed coldly, "What’s your relationship with Julian Fairchild? Are you delusional? I’m thinking he doesn’t even bother with you, where do you get the nerve to come looking for me?"

Sophie Forrest prides herself on her beauty, having never been spoken to like this before, her face flushed with anger, "You shamelessly cling to him! You don’t even look at how many men have toyed with your body, how could you possibly match up to..."

"Ah! Cough cough..."

Sophie Forrest couldn’t continue because Maeve Lane had already gripped her neck, pressing her against the railing edge!

The back of her head faced the ominously dark pool in the center!

Sophie Forrest’s waist was stuck on the railing, her whole body bending backward, that sensation of weightlessness gripping all her senses tightly!

As soon as Maeve Lane released her hand, she would definitely fall in!!

She was so scared she burst into tears, "Maeve... you..."

Maeve Lane’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an extremely dangerous side, "Say it again?"

"No... no no, it’s my fault, Maeve please let go, I can’t breathe..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Maeve Lane held her neck forcefully, an intense fierceness in her eyes, her whole demeanor exuding an unsettling wickedness, "You realized your fault, don’t provoke me again in the future."

She pulled Sophie Forrest back and tossed her on the ground like garbage!

Sophie Forrest felt like she had walked on the edge of death, Maeve Lane’s appearance just now was utterly terrifying, she seemed like a different person, as if she could snap her neck in the next second!

She lay on the ground, coughing for several minutes, saliva and tears flowing together, her hair messily tangled, completely losing the pristine image from moments ago! She looked exactly like a beggar!

"Still not leaving?" Maeve Lane raised her eyes, and glanced lightly.

Sophie Forrest cried even more fiercely, overcome with fear and dread, wanting to leave but her legs cowardly trembled uncontrollably!

She was more afraid that Maeve Lane might suddenly change her mind and stop her from leaving, so she nervously moved her body, crawling and crying, leaving Maeve Lane’s sight.

Back at the dormitory, Sophie Forrest’s appearance shocked her roommate!

"Sophie, what happened to you! Why do you look like this? Did someone bully you?"

"No, no, I fell myself." Sophie Forrest sobbed, her eyes swollen and red, covering her neck, talking in a hitching manner.

Her neck hurt fiercely, it must’ve been scraped to shreds.

She was truly afraid, she shouldn’t have provoked Maeve Lane!

She’s a lunatic!

At that moment, she didn’t doubt at all, if she had dared to resist, Maeve Lane would have definitely let go!

Sophie Forrest’s roommate, seeing she didn’t want to elaborate, didn’t ask further.

...

That night, Meredith Monroe looked over at Maeve Lane who was sitting at the table doing homework, and tentatively asked, "Maeve, are you still chasing Julian Fairchild? I heard from my basketball club friends that they see you every time they train."

"Mm." Maeve Lane replied airily, "Why does every one of you have to ask me that question."

Even though Meredith Monroe verbally encourages Maeve Lane not to go bother Julian Fairchild, she still sides with Maeve Lane. After hesitating for a while, she decided to speak out, "Why don’t you chase someone else, Fairchild doesn’t seem interested in romance, you don’t know how our class is talking about you..."

Maeve Lane didn’t raise her eyes, her beautiful eyes focused on the problem in the book, "Let them talk, I pursue who I like, doesn’t matter what others think."