Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life
Chapter 391

Kaylee was having the best luck ever, getting Rafael to speak up for her.

Once Rafael decided to let it slide, the teacher had nothing more to say. "Mr. Darcy, let me take you to the foyer. The evening gala is about to start." "Sure," Rafael nodded.

He had originally come backstage to talk to Flora about something important, but with so many people around, it wasn't the right moment.

"Rafael is just incredible, treating everyone with such kindness, even people who barely matter."

A senior student sneered jealously, seeing Kaylee standing there with flushed cheeks, and scoffed, "Hey, you're not daydreaming about our Rafael, are you? Don't get ahead of yourself. Rafael is nice to everyone; you're not so full of yourself to think he likes you, are you?"

"Did you rinse your mouth with sewage? You talk so foul! Let's go, Wendy. Ignore her," Cynthia snapped, her chubby face puffing up in anger.

People like that aren't even worthy to tie their shoes.

If she knew that Kaylee and Rafael were friends and had even had dinner together, she'd probably be scared to death!

"Don't let what she said get to you, Wendy. She was clearly targeting you on purpose!" Cynthia comforted Kaylee outside.

"I'm fine. You guys go get ready; the gala is about to start," Kaylee said softly. She really wasn't angry; in fact, she felt a tiny bit happy.

The entire gala was being streamed live, and even before it started, the chat room was already packed with tens of millions of people, mostly there for Rafael.

"To Rafael's fans, today is Maple Grove University's welcome gala. Before Rafael's turn, please keep your mics off and don't flood the chat to preserve Rafael's public image."

Rafael's fans took control of the comments.

At 7 PM, the gala officially began.

All faculty leaders and freshmen made their entrance.

The radio station's seniors took the stage to host.

"Tonight, we gather here, filled with the joy of harvest and blessings, with hopes and ambitions for the future."

"Tonight, we gather here, carrying a sacred mission and dreams, experiencing the vigor and struggle of youth."

"Now, please allow me to introduce the leaders and mentors who've joined us for this gala..."

The hosts delivered a clichéd opening speech that hardly sparked anyone's interest.

"Next, please welcome with a warm round of applause our special guest for the evening, Rafael!"

As the host finished speaking, the entire place erupted in cheers!

"Rafael!"

"Rafael!"

"Rafael!"

Flora, sitting backstage and browsing on her phone, could hear the cheering.

She clicked her tongue-this guy really had quite the influence.

As everyone watched, Rafael slowly took the stage.

The spotlight focused on him, his black shirt the epitome of sleek, tucked in with a few creases.

Shadows fell beneath his eyelids, obscuring the expression in his eyes. His slightly lifted chin added an edge, a mix of recklessness and boldness.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Rafael. It's an honor to be invited by Maple Grove University to participate in the freshman gala."

His voice was casual and slightly cold, eliciting thunderous applause after just a brief introduction.

The live chat exploded, with netizens screaming and calling him hubby!

Amidst the cheering, Rafael's voice was steady and strong: "...And now, I'll perform a recently choreographed original dance titled 'Follow the Steps of Love.""