Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 197

The male security guard was immediately captivated and completely flustered as soon as he met the woman's fluttering, flirtatious eyes. He nodded repeatedly like a bobblehead.

"Go on, go on. It's fine. You two clearly look like students. It's not a big deal! Checking IDs is just a formality.

"We don't have to be so strict about it. Miss, you and your brother can head on in."

The woman flashed him a smile. "Thanks a lot!"

Then, she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the library.

I couldn't help but grumble, "No wonder pretty girls are so arrogant these days. They get special treatment everywhere they go."

The woman giggled. "Good-looking guys get it too! You just don't happen to be one."

I almost tripped over my own feet. Was that really necessary?

Anyway, I didn't need her tagging along once we were in the library. I shook her hand off my arm, muttered a quick "thanks", and headed straight to my favorite section—the financial studies area.

There were books I had started but hadn't finished reading yet. Since I had some free time that day, I decided to continue.

After grabbing one of the books and sitting down, I noticed the woman walking over with a book in her hands, too. She sat directly across from me.

Curious, I glanced at her book. Well, what did you know—it was the English edition of International Finance.

Was she for real? Could she actually understand a book like that? Even I needed a dictionary to get through it.

But she opened the book and started reading earnestly, flipping page after page with a focused expression.

Her words sent a chill down my spine.

Watching me? For what? Wait a second. Did I pick my nose or do anything embarrassing during those two hours? Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked her outright, "Why were you watching me?"

She smiled. "Because you're my future boyfriend. Naturally, I have to observe you carefully."

I stopped in my tracks, stunned, and turned to look at her in disbelief. "Are you okay? When did I become your boyfriend? Do I even know you?"

"You don't know me, but I know you!"

I frowned at her. Could she be one of my high school classmates who somehow knew all about me? But with her striking looks, I would have remembered if I had even met her before.