Chapter 319: Cut from the Same Cloth as Ghania Quinlan_1

This voice, pretentious with a hint of coarseness.

It sure did have a distinctive personal flair!

Ghania Quinlan's steps halted, her hands plunged into her pockets, her eyes harboring a strong impatience, not even wanting to deal with the man approaching them.

Justin Wafford, "Nathalie, it's Zayn Fisher."

"Hmm," Nathalie Quinlan's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness.

Freddy Cagwin was on high alert, eyeing the approaching figure and saying in a low, unhappy voice, "What does he want this time?"

The entire group from Class A knew about his relationship with Ghania Quinlan, and their expressions didn't seem very welcoming towards him.

Zayn Fisher had already reached the group, his gaze settling directly on the girl standing in the center, who, despite not being in the spotlight, naturally exuded a compelling presence. His gaze deepened as he said, "Nathalie Quinlan, can we talk alone for a minute? I have something to tell you."

"Whatever you have to say, say it here!"