After listening to Aurora’s explanation, both of them were visibly stunned, but Gemma still harbored some doubts. The dim light in the car had only allowed her to see the man’s handsome chin, and the aura he exuded did not seem to match the person Aurora described.
“But I saw him in an Ermenegildo Zegna suit…”
“Knockoff. Go to Sixth Avenue, a hundred dollars each,” Aurora continued.
“And that watch on his wrist? A Patek Philippe? Those are worth tens of thousands!”
“Also a knockoff, at most a few hundred dollars. Otherwise, think about it. Sure he would dress like that if all he wants is the attention of young girls. Do you really believe a rich man would come here just for ten dollars?”
Aurora’s retort left Gemma speechless. Indeed, the man had said he was there to collect a debt, but chasing someone over ten dollars seemed absurd.
“Do you know him? How do you know his clothes are all fakes?” Gemma eyed Aurora.
Aurora scoffed, “Didn’t I tell you I borrowed ten dollars from him? This morning, we were at the same bus stop, and he initially refused until I said I would pay him back twenty and showed him my student ID. All that trouble over ten dollars.”
Aurora’s depiction was too vivid, leaving the girls wide-eyed.
No matter how brash they acted, they were just students, unaware of many social realities known to Aurora.
“After he got off the bus, I saw him haggling over those clothes by the roadside. They asked for fifty, but he bargained them down to twenty. I heard it myself.”
“My god, how can there be such a person?” Gemma and Penelope finally believed her after hearing such detailed accounts, both exclaiming how they truly can’t judge by appearances.
Aurora adjusted her glasses, a smug smile playing at the corners of her mouth. If Julian knew he was being slandered like this, he would be furious.
Originally, Gemma had planned to use Aurora to get closer to that handsome man, but after hearing all this, she changed her mind.
Seeing her objective achieved, Aurora flipped through a few pages of her book before going to bed.
Her sleep was light; soon, she heard Gemma and Penelope’s voices outside, “Gemma, do you actually like Ian? Today, I saw Aurora flirting with him.”
Flirting? Aurora’s brow raised. Did they really have nothing better to do? They had just been discussing Julian, and now it was her turn?
“Aurora flirting with Ian? You must be mistaken,” Gemma clearly didn’t believe it.
“I saw it with my own eyes. Aurora pulled Ian into her embrace and wouldn’t let him go. They were almost about to kiss. Gemma, if you like Ian, you better hold on to him, don’t let Aurora take him away. Not to speak ill, but Ian’s family isn’t wealthy, yet I can see he will make something of himself.”
Gemma knew of Ian’s feelings for her but had yet to accept him, always exploiting his affection to get him to do things like her homework and even her thesis.
But hearing Penelope say this, and considering Aurora was an exchange student needing help adjusting to school, plus their high scores on a recent group project, what if they actually fell for each other?
She had always wanted to find a wealthy man.
But many wealthy men lacked sincerity, and honestly, she hadn’t planned on giving up on Ian.
“I know what to do now,” Gemma said coldly, looking at Aurora, who had already gone to sleep.
Aurora didn’t bother with the gossip of the two girls. She quietly turned on her phone to check the latest news on Hayden.
Just as she opened her phone, a message popped up:
“You damn woman, I’m giving you one last chance. Come to me by midnight today. No matter what, I have to find you. Don’t even think about getting out of bed after that!!!”