She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 479

Chapter 479

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Camere Even if the cooperation faits, I’ll still treat you to dinner |

Elijah sent a smile emoji. Elijalic (Cameron, what have you been up to these days!]

After the SAT. Elijah found himself suddenly at a loose end and wondered if Camion felt the same restlessness,

Cameron: Just lounging at home mostly. Ivisited the pharmaceutical company today!

She’d rested enough. Starting tomorrow, she’d go to the company on weekdays to help out–idle hands made for a wasted mind.

Elijah said: Cameron, since your company just started, do you need help? I can work for free

Cameron stared at the message, surprised. If Elijah wanted something to do, he could’ve gone to his family’s hospital. There was no need for him to work

for her.

She wondered, ‘Does he want to experience the hardships of the real world outside

Cameron: If you’re interested, you’re more than welcome

Elijah: [Doal. I’ll schedule the meeting with my dad first and contact you afterward.]

Cameron: (Thanks.)

In Yarven, a blond teenager in a silver–gray English suit sat elegantly at a luxurious dining table laden with gourmet dishes. As he lunched, a row of servants stood behind him, awaiting his command. Vincent, also in a suit, waited quietly nearby.

Austin wore a faint smile, cutting a fragrant steak while his gaze leisurely scanned the opulent dining room. With his usual air of melancholy and delicate health, he looked like a royal prince exiled to obscurity, his sorrow born from unfulfilled potential

All of these lavish things were his now, and Austin still felt unreal. In truth, he’d never been weak–he’d just feigned vulnerability to avoid conflict with

nuel.

This time, Vincent had told Austin that he’d inherited a fortune.

A distant relative of Austin’s mother, extremely wealthy, had perished in an accident, leaving Austin as the sole heir to their vast estate–the castle, hotels, restaurants, dozens of companies, bank accounts, and vaults of gold and jewels.

It had all happened so suddenly. Even aber days, Austin still felt like he was dreaming.

“Vincent.” Austin put down his fork and knife. The next second, a maid stepped forward to hand him a hot towel.

Austin wiped his hands, and the maid swiftly took the towel.

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