They just won't give in!" Elora was not willing to show weakness.

“Enough of this! I think it's about time. Why don't you come over and take a seat? I'll call the waiter to bring the food," the class representative mediated.

Heeding the advice of her classmates, Bettie settled down beside Sabrina without further comment.

With a huff, Elora gave Bettie a disdainful glance. Then, turning to Lance, her demeanor transformed into a bright smile and said, "Come, Lance. Let's sit here."

The rest of the seats were filled, save for the one next to Elora, which had been intentionally kept vacant by the others.

Lance's lips tightened, and a hint of annoyance flickered in his eyes behind those glasses. Silently, he took the seat next to Elora.

The waiter started to lay out the food on the table.

“If any of these dishes aren't to your liking, let me know and we can order more," Elora said to Lance.

But before Lance could reply, a playful voice piped up, "I'm not a fan of these. Can I order more?"

"Go away!" Elora chuckled in response.

Throughout dinner, Elora continuously dropped hints about her proximity to Lance, occasionally sending challenging glances Bettie's way.

Bettie, unfazed, engaged in Light banter with her old schoolmates.

To the average eye, Bettie seemed to be more popular

Many single guys in attendance were drawn to Bettie for various reasons.

One reason was that, back in their high school days, she was known for her consistently Low grades, which frequently exasperated her teacher and had her relegated to the back of the classroom.

In that last row, she was the only girl, and with her bubbly nature, she naturally meshed well with the guys.

Plus, there was the male competitive spirit. Elora's overt attempts to win over Lance didn't sit well with many.

Roland, Bettie's old desk buddy, particularly stood out with his attentiveness. He'd serve her food and refill her drink, and their conversation revealed his genuine interest in her daily Life.

Bettie teased, "What? Why the sudden interest in my Life? Do you want to chase after me?"

“Would you want me to?" Roland responded with a playful grin.