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"Host, the girl in front of you is Yuna Sutton, the belle of Emberfall University’s computer science department and the heiress of the Sutton Group."

Yuna Sutton’s profile was quickly transmitted into Chloe Sinclair’s mind.

"Master, do you also need me to provide the profiles for the people with her?"

"No, just hers is fine."

’This Yuna Sutton was clearly targeting me.’

But the information Eight had found was only superficial. Chloe Sinclair still didn’t understand why this young miss had nothing better to do than to pick a fight with her.

"Miss, there are still seats here. If you’d like to sit, please, go ahead."

Chloe Sinclair spoke gently. Even though she knew Yuna Sutton was hostile, she didn’t provoke her.

"Don’t you know this is our spot?"

Yuna Sutton frowned, her mood souring as she glanced at Chloe Sinclair’s face.

Chloe Sinclair’s expression didn’t change. She asked softly, "You say this is your spot? Is your name written on it?"

Chloe Sinclair’s voice wasn’t loud, but the students nearby still heard her.

Someone couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Yuna Sutton’s expression turned ugly when she heard the laughter.

"Chloe Sinclair, what do you mean by that?"

Chloe Sinclair sat up straight and looked up at Yuna Sutton, her gaze darkening. She asked, word by word, "I think the real question is, what do *you* mean by this?"

’Before looking up her identity, she had never even met the girl.’

’She had just come to the cafeteria for a meal, and Yuna Sutton was already starting trouble.’

’It was completely baffling.’

Yuna Sutton said, "I’m your senior, you know. We’ve been sitting here for a whole year, and now you’ve stolen our spot. What’s wrong with asking you to move?"

"Sitting here for a year makes it yours? By that logic, you’ve been a student at Emberfall University for a few years. Why don’t you go tell the president the entire school belongs to you?"

Yuna Sutton’s face turned livid, her eyes cold and sinister.

’She never knew this Chloe Sinclair had such a sharp tongue.’

"My dad donated this cafeteria. How is it not mine?"

Chloe Sinclair was momentarily speechless. "You said yourself it was a *donation*. Once you’ve donated something, how is it still yours?"

At this point, she was getting annoyed.

She had just sat down and taken a few bites, and her appetite was just starting to kick in.

Yuna Sutton’s constant pestering made Chloe want to use her for boxing practice.

She lowered her gaze, her light tone carrying a hint of a warning. "If you want to eat, there’s a whole row of seats over there—more than enough for your group. If you don’t want to eat, then get out of my sight. I have a meal to finish."

Yuna Sutton was absolutely infuriated by Chloe’s words.

She glanced down at the food on Chloe Sinclair’s tray, her face twisting into an ugly sneer.

"I’ll give you something to eat!"

With that, she dumped the soup from her own tray directly onto Chloe Sinclair’s food.

Some of the soup splashed out, landing on Chloe Sinclair’s clothes.

Chloe Sinclair’s expression grew darker and darker. She slowly rose from her seat until she was eye-level with Yuna Sutton.

A flash of disgust crossed Chloe Sinclair’s eyes. She frowned. "How disgusting."

’A perfectly good plate of food, ruined.’

Gazing at Yuna Sutton’s smug expression, Chloe Sinclair took a deep breath and asked again, just to be sure, "I’ve never done anything to offend you, have I?"

Yuna Sutton raised an eyebrow like a proud peacock and said haughtily, "I just can’t stand the sight of you. You’re just an uncultured, ignorant nobody."

However, the moment Yuna Sutton finished speaking, many of the surrounding students gasped.

They stared at the pretty girl as if she were a complete idiot.

"Is Yuna Sutton an idiot? How could she say something like that?"

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