Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 201

I couldn't hide my confusion. "Our school's most famous heiress? Isn't Felicia the school's belle everyone's been raving about online lately?"

The moment those words left my mouth, I was met with several disdainful glances.

"You seriously don't know anything, do you?"

"William, seriously, what have you been up to? How could you not know who our school's most famous heiress is?"

"Exactly! Everyone knows it's Crystal Morgan. No one comes close—those who are prettier don't have her wealth, and those who are wealthier don't have her looks. She's the unmatched queen of the heiress league!"

"Crystal Morgan?"

I was stunned when I heard that name. "Crystal Morgan?" I repeated.

Benjamin nodded enthusiastically. "That's her! Let me tell you, I was lucky enough to see her once at the administration office. She's neither as glamorous as Lina nor as sexy as Felicia, but there's this indescribable, pure elegance about her. She looks just like that actress, Kristin Chandler!"

"Oh, yeah. She really does resemble her," someone chimed in.

"Honestly, I think she's even more stunning than Lina and Felicia. She's got this unique, noble aura that sets her apart."

My expression darkened. "Can you guys stop comparing her to other girls? Especially my ex-girlfriend and current girlfriend? What's wrong with you?"

They chuckled awkwardly, scratching their heads.

"We're not trying to. It's just that when people talk about Welsington University, Lina and Felicia are the two big names everyone thinks of."

I scoffed at the thought of them officially announcing their relationship soon.

Before going to bed that night, I called Felicia, but she didn't answer.

The next morning, I saw her message. It was sent at 2:00 am. "Sorry, William. I just finished training. You're probably already asleep, and I should shower and sleep now. Training has been really tough and exhausting lately, so I might not be able to pick up your calls or reply to your messages in time. Please don't be mad at me."

I smiled and texted back, "Why would I be mad? I'm more worried about you than anything. Felicia, don't push yourself too hard. I know you might be using the intense training to distract yourself from the sadness of losing your mom, but your health is the most important thing. Okay?"

Her reply came almost instantly. "I know. You take care too!"

She had only finished training at 2:00 am. Assuming she went to bed by 2:30 am, it was just past 7:00 am now. That meant she had less than five hours of sleep. Yet, she had to get up for another grueling day of training. It was heartbreaking to think about how hard she was pushing herself.