Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

After the promotion posters went up in the afternoon, a lot more students decided to join in While Yasmine was busy working with a group, an unexpected visitor arrived. "Psychology knowledge competition? Seriously? They're letting that nine the b**h

run it this year?" Helen glared at the poster, her eyes filled with jealousy as she saw Yasmine's name in big letters.

Ximena nodded in agreement. Exactly! How can the school let a rookie intern handle such a big event? She's so full of herself! How could she put her name on the poster like that!" Little did Yasmine know her name had made it onto the poster. That was all Yoselin's doing, and she even reminded the student who designed it to make Yasmine's name stand out. Helen scoffed and didn't reply to Ximena. She stared at the poster, and suddenly, a wicked grin formed on her face as she gestured to Ximena. "Come on, let's go sign up and play a bit." As they approached the sign-up table, Helen shouted out with an arrogant tone. I want to sign up!"

Yasmine, busy collecting registration forms and chatting with Yoselin, looked up. Her expression dropped slightly when she saw Helen's smug face.

Helen was clearly itching for a confrontation. Yasmine stayed calm and glanced at the sign-up sheet. "Make sure to fill in your major, class, and contact info. If you just pur your name, you could lose your spot. "You!" Helen was taken aback by Yasmine's cool response. Her face flushed with anger. "You're doing this on purpose. Don't you know my major, class, and contact info?"Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Seeing Helen picking up on Yasmine, Yoselin frowned and was about to say something when Yasmine shot back, "If you want to act like a kid, go home. I'm not your mom." Yoselin couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Yasmine Sanchez!" Helen was fuming, ready to flip the whole booth over.

"If you flip our table, just know I will make sure you get expelled tomorrow for coming to school with the wrong attitude," Yoselin chimed in. Her tone was sweet, but her words were rio joke.

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