Fooling you

Chapter 1 : Fiancé

The extravagant black vehicle came to a smooth halt, and the driver announced, "Princess, we have arrived at our destination." With effortless grace, Violette accepted her bodyguard's extended hand, stepping out of the car with a poise that radiated an undeniable air of nobility. Instantly, all eyes turned toward her. Standing before the prestigious university, she was a vision of elegance in her sophisticated, classic yellow dress—perfectly suited for the springtime. Accompanied by her dashing bodyguard. Her striking ruby eyes, a royal hallmark of Hillstain, held the crowd in a captivated silence.

One of the college students, gathering up all his courage, halted in his tracks, his interest thoroughly piqued. Unable to resist the pull of curiosity, he decided to approach the young Princess who is scanning the prestigious university. With a mix of nerves and determination, he asked, "Hello, is there anything I can assist with?" The intrigue in his voice was unmistakable; he was clearly captivated by her grand entrance and the aura of sophistication she exuded.

In this situation, Violette, without a blink or allowing Asher to step in, responded with a polite yet hopeful tone, her words carrying just the right amount of warmth to catch the young man off guard. "I'm looking for Evan Louise. Do you know where I might find him?" Her voice, both pleasant and enchanting, surprised him with its unexpected charm. The name Evan Louise clearly struck a chord, as he was known for his irresistible charm and reputation as the most sought-after bachelor. His double life—as the only student at this prestigious university who had been working since senior high school due to unique circumstances—had evidently left an unforgettable impression.

"I'm sorry, I only know of him by name, but I can check with my group chat to see if anyone knows his whereabouts." The student quickly typed on his phone. Within minutes, he looked up and directed Violette, "He's in the second room. Go straight, turn right before you reach the lift, and take the 13th floor. He is in an announcement room, marked with 'AR.'"

"Thank you for your help, I appreciate it," Violette smiled, her charm radiating effortlessly. Her warmth seemed to embolden the student, who nervously stammered, "Ah, I'm afraid you might get lost. May I escort you?"

His offer made her uneasy. For once, Violette found herself uncertain of the young man's identity and his intention. Since childhood, she had been taught to be far more cautious of strangers than most, a lesson deeply ingrained in her by her royal upbringing. The weight of her mistrust pressed heavily, though she kept her smile intact, masking her discomfort.

"I appreciate the offer, but I'm confident I can find it with your directions," Violette declined gracefully, her politeness undeniable. Though slightly disappointed, the student nodded in understanding, watching as she and her bodyguard moved forward. The stern, protective gaze of the bodyguard silenced any further attempts at flirtation and Violette secretly sighed in relief.

Once inside the building, Violette turned to her bodyguard, her voice softening into a more playful and endearing tone, "Asher, have you memorized the directions?"

"Of course, Your Highness," Asher replied, his tone steady as he took the lead.

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In the Announcement Room, where equipment was strewn about after a recent use, five people were cleaning up. One particularly strikingly attractive man with his was preparing to leave when a petite man stopped him, "Evan, wait, don't go just yet," the petite man said hesitantly.

Despite his status as a notorious player, he never played games within the university walls.

"I'm sorry for stopping you. A young lady is looking for you," the petite man stammered, visibly intimidated by Evan's stern demeanor. Evan's puzzlement deepened. "Who?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.