Chapter 1022 First Prize
Lena glanced up at Willington, quickly surveying the various looks people
around her were giving. She frowned slightly.
There was no way she could focus and finish her drawing here this afternoon.
“Thank you.” Lena moved swiftly, gathering her belongings in haste and
striding out of the drawing room.
“It’s just a small award. What’s she so proud of?” someone muttered from a
corner of the drawing room.
Willington and Gideon both turned their gaze in that direction at the same
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The comment came from a young man with a frivolous demeanor. He hadn’t
managed to conceal the disdain in his eyes when the two looked over.
Gideon looked at he, Kenny smirked provocatively, “No matter what, she’s
just a woman. Who knows what methods she used to win the award. Right,
Gideon?”
Kenny assumed Gideon would agree with him, unable to accept losing to a
woman himself.
Gideon, who always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, for the first time let
his face harden, sarcasm written all over it. “Didn’t you also participate in the
contest? Couldn’t even get a consolation prize?”
Kenny’s face darkened immediately. He dared to speak ill of Lena behind her
back, but he didn’t dare to offend Gideon. After all, Gideon had the McKinney
Group behind him, not someone he could afford to provoke lightly.
“I was just trying to stand up for you. Everyone knows your talent far
surpasses Lena’s…” Kenny said, trying to laugh it off.
Gideon stood up as well, gathering his things without giving Kenny another
glance.
“Lena is more than a hundred times better than you.” Gideon sneered, his
eyes cold. Kenny shivered, too angry to say anything more, even if he wanted
to.
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The next day, as soon as Gideon arrived in the classroom, he heard some
news.
“Did you guys hear? Kenny was attacked yesterday!”
Kenneth Obrien, the class’ biggest gossip, suddenly said mysteriously.
As soon as he mentioned it, the whole class erupted into discussion.
“No wonder I heard police sirens in the dorm area yesterday. I didn’t realize it
was him…” someone quickly added.
Kenneth nodded solemnly. “I heard he was stabbed four times. It’s not fatal,
but he’s going to suffer.”
“Four times?” The class fell silent at his words. “What kind of deep grudge
must there be to warrant such a vicious attack?”