From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1630

Chapter 1630: Extra 706 – The One Deeply In Love Cannot Cross_1 Chapter 1630: Extra 706 – The One Deeply In Love Cannot Cross_1 Winter faded into spring, with days slipping by like a gentle stream.

White dew had just passed, heralding cooler weather and refreshing breezes.

Today was the enrollment day for new students at Benefit University.

Sheila Cook huffed and puffed as she pulled her suitcase out of the trunk, declining any help from the secretary.

“From now on, I want to breathe free air.

None of you are to help me.

Oh, and Mr.

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Philbert, tell my father that I’ve grown up.

I’m ready to be independent, so he shouldn’t treat me as a child any longer.”

Ignoring the helplessness in Mr.

Philbert’s eyes, she dragged her suitcase off towards the university entrance.

There were volunteers at the entrance to usher in the new students, and Sheila was stopped by a boy with golden-rimmed glasses as soon as she approached.

The boy, Ethan Taylor, had a refined aura and a warm smile.

“Which department are you enrolled in, Miss?

I can take you to the coordinator.”

Sheila responded cheerily, “I’m in the biomedical science department, thanks, Senior.”

The smile on Ethan’s face deepened as he offered to help her with her suitcase.

Barely a second later, another hand closed around her suitcase handle.

A tall figure stood between Sheila and Ethan, the silhouette having a playful and roguish air about them.

“You seem to have a lot of free time on your hands.

Do you need me to find you something to do?”

Ethan clenched his fist and chuckled awkwardly, moving aside to look at Sheila.

However, the figure only moved to block Ethan’s view completely).

“I…I have something else to do, I’ll be off.”

With those words, he turned and bolted away in embarrassment.

“Edric Lewis!

You’re blocking my luck on the first day of school, are you looking for death?” Sheila dutifully gave him a good kick.

Edric dodged the blow deftly, as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

“Hey, listen!

Do you have any common sense?

I just saved you from that boy who goes after all the gullible girls.

You’re someone who would still be counting money for someone after being sold by them.

It’s like the dog who bites Lu Dongbin and doesn’t recognize the kindness…”

Sheila rolled her eyes: “Why do I feel like you’re talking about yourself?”

Not because she didn’t believe him, but because simply put, Edric didn’t come across as trustworthy.

With his tattered jeans, body full of odd chains, hair dyed all the colors of the rainbow, he exuded a strong non-mainstream aura.

Sheila suddenly leaned closer to him, rubbing his neck with her finger: “Is your tattoo fake?”

She rubbed it again, but it didn’t move.

“Are you serious?

Edric Lewis, have you lost your mind?”

The moment her cool fingers landed on his skin, Edric froze, the slight whiff of her scent teasing his senses.

His heart pounded faster at this intimate contact.

Abruptly, he slapped her hand away, grabbed the suitcase, and stalked off.

Sheila paused, then ran after him: “Edric Lewis, what the hell are you doing now?

You dare to get tattooed?

Aren’t you worried your father will kill you?”

She shivered at the angry expression Uncle Lewis usually wore.

“That’s my business, not yours.” His tone was harsh and unwavering.

“Fine, fine.

It doesn’t bother me anyway, it’s not like I’ll get beaten too.” Sheila couldn’t help but revel in his misfortune.

Edric had been a rebel since childhood and had been punished often.

Now in his teenage years, he was even more rebellious—coloring his hair one day, joining a band the next, and even getting a tattoo recently.

Basically, everything Uncle Lewis hated, Edric had done.

Sheila admired his spirit of rebellion—she certainly didn’t have the courage to defy like that.

Edric helped her finish the admission formalities, all the way to the entrance of the dormitory.

“I asked a girl to help you out.

Don’t hesitate to give me a call if you need anything.

I got your back.”

There was a certain air of worldly wisdom about him.

Suddenly, a young-looking girl rushed over, greeting Edric cheerfully.

“This is my little sister, can you help look after her?

I’ve got to rush off.”

After waving goodbye, he turned and strolled away.

The girl turned with a warm smile: “So you’re Sheila, Edric’s little sister.

That makes you my little sister too.

My name’s Brielle Duke, come to me if you need anything.”

With that, she picked up the suitcase and left.

“I…I can carry it myself.” This might be a small girl, but she didn’t want to feel obligated.

“No need, I’m in the student council and we’re used to moving things around.

This suitcase is nothing.”

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She lifted the suitcase and ascended the stairs, looking quite relaxed.

Sheila pressed her lips together and murmured, “Thank you…let’s have lunch together.

It’ll be my treat.”

“I won’t say no to that.” The girl’s smile was so sunny that Sheila couldn’t help but mirror her grin.

“By the way, you’re not Edric’s real sister, are you?”

“Right, our parents have been friends for years.

We used to hang out a lot when we were kids.”

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