Sheila led Alex into the elevator as soon as the doors opened.

Vincent watched as the two of them entered the elevator. Then, he looked toward the breakfast he bought and sighed.

He had lost track of the number of times he had been rejected.

He and Sheila used to be coursemates. Even if they were not a couple, they were still acquaintances. It was normal for him to treat a coursemate to a meal.

However, Sheila had rejected him every time.

It did not matter if he offered to take her to a restaurant or ordered takeout for her. She would refuse all the same.

Vincent knew that she had no feelings for him.

Nevertheless, he thought she would be touched by his persistent effort one day and accept him.

Unfortunately, he realized he no longer stood a chance after seeing Alex just now.

He had noticed the way Alex looked at Sheila. It was the same as his own.

A young master of the Yorks liked Sheila and was pursuing her.

How could he possibly beat a wealthy young master?

Vin