Upon hearing this, Sophie’s eyes almost popped out.
"Bella, Bella Green?" she exclaimed in disbelief. The source of thɪs content is N()velFire.net
There was indeed a Bella Green in their dorm, who had been with them for an entire semester, but how could this person in front of them possibly be Bella Green?
Looking closely, she really did resemble Bella Green.
"Did you, did you get plastic surgery?" Sophie, known for blurting out thoughts, asked directly.
Bella suddenly remembered when she saw Joanna Ramsey before; she had said the same thing, inadvertently making her feel a bit helpless.
"No, I just cut my hair."
At those words, Samantha suddenly remembered that Bella Green used to have long hair, very beautiful, but always hanging down, covering half her face.
Coupled with Bella Green’s rather dull personality, always with her head down, not speaking, she had a very low presence.
But the girl in front of her, even in personality, was worlds apart from Bella Green.
Yet upon close inspection, her features really hadn’t changed.
Why hadn’t she noticed before that she could be so beautiful?
"Bella Green, so it turns out when you dress up, you are this beautiful," Sophie said with a smile.
In the midst of speaking, there was a bang as the suitcase Sophie’s left at the doorway was kicked over to the ground.
"Sophie, can you stop leaving your junk here to block the way? And haven’t you been using this suitcase for a year already? So dirty and old, can’t you change it?"
A sharp female voice chimed in with disgust.
Following that, a woman wearing a skirt just barely covering her hips walked in, carrying a classic branded handbag, with mature curls and even indoors, wearing oversized sunglasses.
Upon seeing her, Sophie immediately bowed her head and scuttled over to pull her suitcase out of the way.
Bella furrowed her brow slightly but did not speak.
However, the woman directly approached her, tossing her bag onto Bella’s bed, then was about to sit down.
But before her behind could touch the bed, the ultra-low neckline was grabbed, leaving her stuck awkwardly in place, the sunglasses on her face falling to the ground with a clatter.
Eva looked at the sunglasses on the ground and immediately let out a sharp scream.
"Ah!! My Bulgari sunglasses!!"
Watching her crouch down to pick up the sunglasses, Bella expressionlessly picked up the bag on her bed and tossed it without looking, landing it on the upper bunk opposite.
"Sorry, I have a cleanliness habit; I don’t like dirty things touching my bed."
The girl’s voice, laden with coldness, rang out.
While the woman was wiping her sunglasses, she stood up abruptly upon hearing, glaring furiously at Bella, "Who are you calling dirty?"
Bella glanced at her indifferently, brushing off the bedsheet with her hand, the implication clear.
Eva’s face alternated between pale and flushed, suddenly raising her hand intending to strike Bella’s face.
However, before the hand could reach the girl’s cheek, a slender hand grasped it tightly, rendering it immobile.
"You!" Eva looked stunned at the frail-looking girl before her, but the strength in the grip was astonishing to her.
"What? Didn’t understand my words?" Bella curved her lips, yet the voice was chillingly cold.
"Let go!" Eva knitted her brows, expressing displeasure.
Yet Bella did not seem inclined to release her grip.
Eva glared at her angrily, "Can’t you hear me telling you to let go?"
"Remember, don’t touch my bed again." Bella said without expression, her voice calm but firm.
Third update~~ Today’s updates are concluded. I’ll catch up tomorrow. Writer’s block is killing me, sorry!