Hello! I'm her boyfriend!

The next morning, like always, Gibson was up early, bustling around the kitchen by six or seven.

The clanging and banging of pots and pans was non-stop, driving Gabrielle and Sonia nuts.

"Seriously, don't you ever get tired? Getting up this early every day to cook, don't you want to slack off and rest a bit?" Gabrielle complained.

"I ate too much last night, totally not feeling hungry now," Gabrielle added.

Gabrielle, stretching on the second floor, was about to complain more but then she caught a whiff of something delicious coming from the kitchen and suddenly felt starving, "Annoying as he is, the guy can really cook!"

Ten minutes later, they had already downed three bowls each and were still hungry.

"Another bowl!" Gabrielle called out.

"Me too, another one!" Sonia chimed in.

Gibson looked at them and laughed, "I thought you guys said you weren't hungry. I haven't even had many dumplings myself!"

"What's in these dumplings? They smell amazing!" Sonia asked while eating.

"Just your basic king crab, sea urchin, and New Zealand caviar filling, plus some sea urchin roe," Gibson shrugged. "Don't mind it, I got up late and just threw something together."

Hearing about these fancy ingredients, Gabrielle and Sonia were stunned.

"This is your idea of throwing something together?!" Gabrielle patted her chest in disbelief, "I can't tell which one of us is supposed to be the rich kid!"

Sonia also looked at him curiously, "How much money do you actually have? This breakfast could be a month's salary, right?"

"I'm not even sure, it's just endless!" Gibson said with a laugh and a shrug.

The girls just laughed it off.

After breakfast, Sonia suddenly mentioned that there was an emergency at work, "I'll clean up here, and then we can head out together."

Gibson was wiping the table when Sonia glanced at her phone for the time and hurriedly said, "No time, you find your own way to the office, I gotta go now!"

Sonia quickly picked a pair of high heels, walked out with a sexy stride.

Just after she left, Gabrielle, smiling, placed her car keys on the table, "Take my car, but you have to drop me off at school first."

"Seriously, are you just trying to sleep with me?!" Gibson smirked, raising his eyebrows.

Gabrielle rolled her eyes, "You? Really? You might not even be able to get it up."

"Don't try that reverse psychology on me. You're not getting into my bed, and even if you did, you wouldn't have my heart!"

"I'd be satisfied just to get you into bed. Who needs your heart! Ugh, I don't even want to sleep with you!"

"Get lost!"

Ten minutes later.

Gibson was driving out of the neighborhood in that Mercedes, not like Gabrielle who always drove super slow, always at a snail's pace of 30-40 mph.

She was the type who often got scolded for her driving, so she'd rather take a cab than drive herself. Sometimes, just to show off, she'd drive to school.

"Just drop me off a bit away from the school, then you can go!" Gabrielle said, touching up her makeup in the passenger seat.

Gibson glanced over, "What? Am I that embarrassing to be seen with?"

"No, it's not that. I just don't want it to be awkward if we run into someone I know. If my classmates see us, they'll definitely say it's like a flower stuck in cow dung!"

"How could they call you cow dung! That's too much!"

"I am the flower!!!" Gabrielle said angrily.

Gibson parked the car about 300 meters from the school, hoping they wouldn't run into anyone familiar there.

College is like a miniature society, where the desire to compare is even stronger than in the outside world!

Gabrielle thought they had made it without incident, but just as she got out of the car, Gibson heard some sarcastic comments nearby.

"Hey, isn't that Gabrielle? Your boyfriend dropped you off at school? Must be nice!"

"Your boyfriend drives a Mercedes, huh? My boyfriend drives a Mustang, you know... but hey, a Mercedes is nice too!"

"So that's your boyfriend? I thought you were just bragging!"

"..."

Three girls stood beside Gibson's driver's side, smiling, but their gazes felt off.

"He… he… he's actually not…"

Gabrielle stood to the side, gesturing as if she wanted to explain but didn't know how.

Every day they bragged about how amazing their boyfriends were, showing off this and that, and she had made up a completely fictional boyfriend.

Someone tall, with a six-pack, who spoke sixteen languages, and was incredibly wealthy!

Now she'd really blown it!

Trying to explain would only make things worse.

She just wished she could find a hole to crawl into, she was so embarrassed!

"Hello! I'm her boyfriend!" Gibson said with a light laugh as he reached out to shake hands with everyone.

Each of them shook his hand, and one girl with a ponytail scoffed, "I've heard Gabrielle talk about you! Heard your family is loaded and you usually drive fancy cars. Why the old Mercedes today? Doesn't really match Gabrielle's style!"

"This is the least fancy car in my garage. I knew she had school today, didn't want to show off too much," Gibson replied smoothly, with a polite smile.

The other two girls were already looking at Gabrielle with envy. Being the least fancy car and still a Mercedes? That's more than most can say!

"Pfft! Anyone can boast. It's just an old Mercedes. It's nothing compared to my boyfriend's Mustang!" the girl with the ponytail snorted.