My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 962

Meanwhile, things were getting heated up at the university.

Due to the day's event, crowds of people were gathered in the campus, and it was very lively indeed.

In particular, there was a large group surrounding Benedict. After all, not only was he the school's most

handsome student, he was also the president of the chess club.

Furthermore, he had an amazing figure and good grades to top it off. Hence, he was quite popular in

the university.

While everyone gushed over him, a black car drove into the campus.

Then, a handsome man came out of the car. He was dressed in a silvery-grey suit, his gentlemanly

aura oozing from his every gesture. It was then that someone shouted out of nowhere.

"Oh my god, where did this guy come from? How can he be so handsome?"

Upon hearing this, many girls looked over. Immediately, all of them were swooned by his good looks.

"You're right, he's really handsome!"

"Come to think of it, he looks even hotter than Benedict!"

Upon hearing that, Benedict looked up. However, he could only catch the sight of a sleep walking past

him from where he was standing.

A group of girls followed behind the person in a trance.

Benedict was not affected by it much and instead focused on the chess match he was having. At the

same time, he was concerned. He didn't reply to Naomi's message, so would she come today?

Upon thinking about that, he took his phone out to check.

There was no further reply from her either!

He frowned and thought, "Did I go too far? Is she angry?"

With that, he replied to Naomi's message.

"I've been busy practicing these two days, so I haven't checked my phone at all. Where are you?"

Naomi was on the way when she saw the message. She pursed her lips and snickered. She didn't

want to expose his excuses and instead replied, "I'll be there soon!"

When Benedict saw her reply, he immediately put his phone away. Then, he stood up and took the

initiative to hang a striking banner outside the club.

The other members of the club were confused by Benedict's actions.

"Benedict, what's wrong? You're not the type to do this!"

Benedict acted surprised and pretended not to know, "Really? That's not true!"

After Nelson entered the auditorium, he began to prepare for his speech.

As he came with the purpose to display his strength and demonstrate his authority, he was well

prepared. He wanted to fully prove his charm today.

Sure enough, just ten minutes after he started, the girls in front of the stage were already intoxicated by

his charms.

Other than exhibiting his charisma, Nelson also shared a lot of personal experience on starting a

business in university.

Even the boys were very excited.

From the looks of it, it was a very favorable situation for him.

Nelson found himself grinning as a figure popped up in his mind. Some shock later, he realized that the

person he was thinking about was Naomi.

Right now, he suddenly hoped to see Naomi here...

Just as he pondered about it, Richard took advantage of the short break to enter the waiting lounge.

"Miss George is here!"

Nelson felt a strange joy in his heart and asked, "How did she know I'm here?"

As he spoke, he walked out immediately.

Richard groaned and hurriedly called out to Nelson.

"Miss George probably does not know you're here. She's here to see Benedict, and she brought a lot of

things with her..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nelson had already left the lounge.

The clubs who were having events outside were relatively deserted because many people were

attracted to the auditorium by Nelson.

Only a few people were gathered in front of Benedict's club.

They were all girls, and Naomi was among them. She looked different from the mature and elegant

style she usually wore, and instead sported a

youthful and simple attire.

She wore a white T- shirt and a pair of jeans -a classic combination. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

With a casually tied ponytail, she looked much younger than she was. More importantly, she came well-

prepared to support Benedict. She had some fake antler horns stuck to her head, and had a few

drawings on her face.

Nelson was unaware what Benedict did, but she suddenly beamed widely. It was as though it was

suddenly summer.

He subconsciously gritted his teeth and cursed, "That d*mn woman!"

Behind him, Richard asked suspiciously, "You're not jealous, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Nelson quickly relaxed his clenched fists and snorted.

"What am I supposed to be jealous of? I was just testing you. Didn't I ask you to find a way to attract

everyone over? Why are there still so many people gathered there?"

Richard was confused.

"But you have attracted more than half of the people in the entire campus! There are only a few people

here that's left!" "Oh really? Aren't there still a lot of students left here? I want all of them to attend my

talk!"

Richard was speechless.

"Oh fine! I'll make the arrangements!"

After saying that, Nelson glanced at the person who was cheering for Benedict before turning around

and entering the hall.

Soon, the next session began. Nelson found his gaze constantly being focused on the closed doors of

the auditorium.

It was not until Richard opened the door that more people gushed in to listen.

Nelson retracted his gaze and continued to speak. In this segment, his speech was exceptional and

was full of charisma.

There were bursts of applause heard almost every few minutes.

However...

Nelson scanned through the crowd and failed to find the figure he was looking for amongst the

students. He frowned, quickly finished the rest of his talk, then got up and walked out of the hall.

When the teacher who invited him saw this, he hurriedly persuaded Nelson to stay.

"Mr. Luther, there's an autograph session next up, so why don't..."

Nelson turned down the request coldly, "I'm sorry,

I'm a little busy!"

Richard hurriedly apologized to the teacher and followed Nelson out. As soon as they arrived outside,

he saw Nelson gritting his teeth at something in front of them.

Through Richard's efforts just now, all of the remaining people outside had gone into the auditorium.

Even the club members outside left when they saw that there was no one supporting them.

With one glance, he noticed that only Benedict's club was left.

In front of the club, there was only one fan supporting Benedict.

Without the crowd, Nelson could seethe closeness between Naomi and Benedict even clearer. It was

natural, the kind that would only arise after spending ten or more years together.

Richard was feeling a bit awkward and quickly coughed, "Mr. Luther, you did not ask me to specifically

drag Naomi in. But don't worry, I did not let her know that we're here, just in case Miss George finds out

and misunderstands you!"

Nelson snorted, "This only proves that you're wrong!"

Richard was stunned and gasped, "Then you're going to..." Before he could finish his words,

Nelson had already walked up to Benedict and Naomi.

Richard wanted to cry as he hurriedly followed behind Nelson.

Nelson did not directly greet Naomi. Instead, he walked straight past her.

The closer they got to the two, the more Richard felt that Nelson's aura was cold and murderous.

It was because Naomi was speaking to Benedict softly but excitedly, "Well done! It's a smart move. In

fact, it's even better than when you practiced with me last time!"

Nelson frowned. When did Naomi practice playing chess with Benedict?

Richard was embarrassed and quickly whispered, "Mr. Luther, are we going to..."

Before he could even finish, Nelson had already stood in front of Benedict.

"Chess? I enjoy playing chess too. Shall we have a match?"

Richard was speechless.