Female Novel
Chapter 1531
Mia was practically beaming, gushing about Miss Bennitt of the illustrious Bennitt family with animated
excitement.
“You probably don’t even stand a chance of seeing her face, bless your heart. I mean, she’s a Harvard
grad. She’s way out of your league. Word on the street is you’re just a run-of-the-mill college girl.
Managed to claw your way up to this point—gotta admire the hustle, though no telling how many beds
you’ve bounced through.”
From the moment Zoey knew Mia was hot on her trail, she braced herself for the inevitable barrage of
mockery.
She didn’t bother with a response, just hobbled forward.
Mia sneered, snapping a photo of Zoey’s retreating figure and blasting it to her clique with a hearty
dose of ridicule.
[You see? Limping like a beggar.]
[This chick really thinks she’s something, doesn’t she? Daring to throw a punch.]
[She does look like a beggar, Mia. Heard your brother’s getting hitched to the Bennitts? Is that because
of Tyler’s influence?]
The Bennitts' vast fortune made their daughter the cream of the crop, leagues beyond Zoey.
Mia kept up the chat in the group.
[My brother’s ripe for marriage, and the folks are pressing him. Miss Bennitt’s coming home soon,
right? Looks like the parents on both sides have had a chat.]
Others in the group harbored their little schemes. Who wouldn’t want to snag Fitch?
But considering Tyler’s connections, Fitch’s willingness to marry into the Bennitts likely had something
to do with his influence.
After all, there were plenty of heiresses his age that Fitch could choose from, but he singled out a
Bennitt.
The group fell into a mix of congratulations and silence, unsure of what else to say.
Meanwhile, Zoey had made it to her car, her ankle swollen so badly she couldn’t drive.
She slid into the driver's seat, gazing out at the bright lights in the distance, feeling like an outsider tonovelbin
Fitch’s world.
No matter how hard she tried to fit in, this circle judged by generational wealth.
What was her own effort compared to years of family business? It didn’t stand a chance.
She chuckled bitterly, the sting of humiliation fresh as she recalled the pitiful texts she’d sent him.
Gritting her teeth against the pain in her ankle, she drove off. Every cell in her body seemed to scream
in protest until, halfway through, she felt numb.
Pulling over, she flipped through her phone, her eyes welling up at the sight of her one photo with Fitch.
Every memory they shared was etched in her mind alone.
What was this all for?
She pressed delete, but as the phone asked for confirmation, her finger trembled.
They were worlds apart. Getting close was impossible.
Deleting the photo would erase the last shred of hope.
After securing her memories, she tossed the phone aside and zoned out in her seat.
But then, her phone pinged—a faint sound in the dark that jolted her heart. Co?tent оf
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But it wasn’t him. A message from an unknown number requested to add her as a friend.
She accepted, and the stranger immediately sent a message.
[Is this Zoey?]