Chapter 313
"...," Noah Hyde couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "What now, Delia? What did I do this time?"
Wave after wave, even someone as sharp as him couldn't fend her off!
"Hmph," Delia Fleming let out a cold snort, then casually pulled Fiona Barnett's hand out of his and tugged it over to her side. She shot Noah a sharp look. "Noah, I've figured it out. You're just a classic jerk."
"…"
Noah's face was a picture of innocence.
Meanwhile, Fiona blinked in confusion. "Delia, what's a jerk? Is it a type of man? Do men even have types?"
"Pfft—"
Her naive question had everyone around erupting into laughter. Even Delia couldn't hold it in and joined them with a chuckle.
Only Noah sat there helplessly, looking like the world's most pitiful guy.
Clearing her throat, Delia tightened her grip on Fiona’s hand and tried to explain, "Fifi, a jerk... um, well, it basically means someone... not so nice."
"Not nice? But Noah's so smart! Back in the day, he was a total scholar. Anytime I had a question, he knew

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