Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Other People’s Love Story
Although pairing up with Hannah for the PK match would increase their chances of winning, everyone’s goal wasn’t just to win, they also wanted to show themselves to the audience.
Hannah shines too brightly; no one wants to compete with the sun.
However, this gave Tiffany Lynch the last spot in the ’Mirror’ Group.
Ever since the preliminary evaluation stage, whenever Tiffany and Hannah were together, there was sure to be a lot of discussion. The production team loved this.
But this time, the producer didn’t dare to blatantly steer public opinion; they could only let the fans battle among themselves.
The song selection recording only took two hours. The production team then picked some trainees to participate in interviews.
Tiffany stopped Hannah as soon as she came out of the interview room.
There was no one around, all the other trainees had gone to the cafeteria.
Looking at Tiffany’s cold face, Hannah playfully blew a few stray hairs off her face and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Hannah was still wearing the pink Class A training suit, the same style as the one Tiffany was wearing.
One was a vibrant pink, the other a dull grey.
Tiffany didn’t speak, so Hannah lost patience and walked past her.
As they brushed past each other, Tiffany grabbed Hannah’s clothes, her face was cold, "Hannah Winter, have you been with George River this past week?"
Hannah’s gaze drifted from Tiffany’s hand grasping hers and finally fell on that handsome yet gloomy face, she chuckled, "Miss Lynch, you seem fond of using your own thinking to speculate about others’ actions."
In other words, she’s presumptuous.
Tiffany didn’t pay attention to the implications in Hannah’s words, and locked her gaze onto Hannah’s face. She sneered, "I see, for someone like you, it must be hard to relate to people of our class. George is wealthy. Naturally, you wouldn’t want to let go easily."
"You see, you’re doing it again." Hannah spoke, shaking her head. She pulled her hand out of Tiffany’s clamp, leaning against the wall, leisurely watching the person caught up in her own thoughts. "Seems like you’ve been investigating me."
Tiffany didn’t respond.
Hannah had already figured it out, "Stalked me?"
Tiffany had no reaction, which could be taken as a tacit admission, "You’re clinging to George for his money?"
In Tiffany’s mind, people of their class are naturally held high up in esteem. From a young age, she’d heard many stories of women selling themselves for money.
Those women were base.
So Hannah must be the same.
But Hannah always appeared nonchalant, which made it hard for Tiffany to ascertain what she might be thinking.
Releasing her clenched fist, Tiffany seemed to revert back to the graceful Eldest Miss mode, speaking softly, only now her tone was much colder, and with a touch of mockery and arrogance if one listened closely.
"The Lynch family and the River family are old friends. I’ve known George since we were kids. To everyone else, we’re a perfect match. Although my family moved abroad after a mishap, George has never forgotten me over the years."
She paused, her gaze landing on Hannah’s delicate features, seemingly trying to find her own reflection, "George loves me."
Hannah was not interested in other people’s love stories.
She also knew that Tiffany’s move was meant to ridicule her overreaching ambition.
On one hand was the childhood friend, the first love who lingered in the heart, the white moonlight. On the other hand, was merely a temporary plaything, a substitute.
The differences were clear.
