Chapter 631: The Mean Jared

Inside the classroom, Lysander found a spot to sit down, and Orson naturally joined him, idly flipping through his book. Before long, they heard whispers and snickers from nearby. Turning their heads together, they saw a girl sitting behind them, her face marked by a deep scar. Lysander turned his head back emotionlessly; there was nothing there to pique his curiosity. Orson, however, kept staring incessantly. "She looks familiar, doesn't she?" Lysander twisted his head back around, "Can you stop staring at the girl endlessly?" Orson forcibly turned his head away, "I just think this woman looks familiar, like I've seen her somewhere before... Hey! Aren't you Stephanie?" Orson, having been raised by Marie, naturally knew Stephanie, though they weren't very close. Previously, Stephanie had looked down on Orson for being adopted and mimicked Jared's haughty demeanor shamelessly. Orson, for his part, disdained Stephanie's affected manners, finding her sickening as she constantly hovered