An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 201
Chapter 201 On campus, a small latte–colored car zipped in, edding its usual timid demeanor when overshadowed by luxury cars. Today, it maneuvered boldly, weaving through a maze of of end vehicles in a daring S–pattern. The car even drifted slightly as it turned, coming to an to an abrupt and dramatic stop in a parking space. Its moves were flamboyant, almost arrogant, yet undeniably skillful. The wealthy heirs and heiresses who dro the luxury cars were visibly annoyed but couldn’t find a way to outshine it. Once the car finally came to a stop, Joycelyn loned her grip on the ceiling handle. Her face was pale, her body present but her soul was seemingly still somewhere along the way. “Joycelyn, let me tweak this car a bit more. It could be even cooler,” Sandra chirped as she unbuckled her seatbelt, her sweet and confident tone carrying a touch of pride. Joycelyn leaned back in her seat, taking deep breaths before responding with an awkward smile. “Sandra, there’s no need: Safety is the most important thing.” “Don’t worry, Joycelyn. I’m an F1 racer; safety always comes first,” Sandra said, puckering her soft pink lips. Her voice was naturally sweet, almost like candy, but her words never failed to astonish. “Wow, that’s impressive,” Joycelyn replied, playing along. “I know, right? I’m amazing, so relaxed. I’ll take good care of you,” Sandra chuckled playfully, winking. Joycelyn nodded, patting her chest to calm her rapidly beating heart, her expression one of helpless resignation. ‘No wonder the first time I sat in this little thing, it felt like it was about to take off,‘ she wondered. “Oh, and by the way, you don’t have to be so formal with me at school. Let’s just act like friends,” Joycelyn suggested. “That would feel disrespectful,” Sandra replied, frowning slightly. “It’s fine. After all, keeping things simple and low–key is better when we’re outside.” Joycelyn reassured her without a hint of concern. Sandra thought of Ellison, who was similarly discreet, either keeping a low profile or avoiding public attention altogether. “Alright, let’s get out,” Sandra said, reaching for the door handle. At that exact moment, the car next to them opened its door as well, causing the two doors to bump into each other….