Chapter 167-1

Danielle ignored the strange looks from the other students and walked into the large classroom with her small bag. Her class was an open lecture, held only once a week.

Many people chose her open class because of Isla’s status.

As soon as Danielle walked into the classroom, she saw that it was packed with people. It could be described as a sea of faces.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Danielle Darling, and I’m sure some of you already know my name," Danielle introduced herself with a calm expression.

Just then, a student raised his hand and asked, “Miss Darling, are you really the founder of Grace Group?”

“Yes," Danielle replied patiently.

The students in the large classroom were in an uproar. Danielle was about the same age as them, yet she was the founder of a multinational corporation, while they hadn’t even graduated yet.

"Miss Darling, I heard that the founder of Grace Group is the designer Isla, so that means you are Isla, huh?" The girl who asked the question had sparkling eyes and looked at Danielle as if she were an idol.

Isla was a legendary figure in their design industry and even in the entire design world. Every design student wanted to get Isla’s guidance.

But they couldn’t get in touch with Isla at all. It was not until they saw the report that they realized that Isla was by their side. They had even slandered Danielle on the campus forum, which made them wish they could slap themselves.

Since the last livestream, Danielle’s identity had been exposed, so she admitted it directly, saying, "I’m Isla."

The classroom erupted in commotion. They had already confirmed it before asking Danielle, but her personal confirmation sent the entire school into a frenzy.

Another person quickly followed up with a question, saying, "Miss Darling, I heard you’ve long graduated. Are you now an honorary professor at Moreno University?"

Danielle was speechless, thinking, ’Why do these students have so many questions?’

But she still answered patiently, "Yes."

Emma, sitting in the classroom, was so angry that her complexion changed. She thought, ’Danielle is really lucky. Good things always seem to happen to her.

’These students are out of their minds, sucking up to her like this. What’s there to ask?’

“Ahhh… Miss Darling, you are my idol! You are the designer Isla, the founder of Grace Group, and now, at such a young age, an honorary professor at Moreno University. Your life is my dream…”

“Miss Darling, can I apply to Grace Group once I graduate?"

“Grace Group’s work environment and benefits are great. I’ve decided to work there after graduation.”

A chorus of cheers erupted from the students below. Danielle was speechless, thinking, ’They really went all out to insult me before, yet when they admire me, every one of them knows how to flatter so smoothly.’

“Welcome, everyone. Apply to Grace Group after graduation. Let’s begin the class now!” Danielle promptly stopped the students’ cheers, worried that if they continued, she wouldn’t be able to teach anything.

Danielle prepared the lesson very seriously, and her explanation of design knowledge was easy to understand. Many students listened with great interest. Even those who usually didn’t want to attend class took out their notebooks and started taking notes.

It would be absurd to miss this class. This was Isla’s class, and every session was precious. Only a fool wouldn’t listen attentively.

Even Emma took out her notebook and filled an entire page with notes.

The class passed with ease. When the bell rang, many students sprinted toward Danielle like they were in a 100-meter dash.

A crowd of people asked Danielle various questions, mostly about design. As they asked, they took notes, even more seriously than they did during the college entrance exam.

Celine was also filled with admiration. Danielle had always been her idol. If she had known that Danielle was Isla, she would have defended her against those who had slandered her. Now, she felt a little awkward about approaching her.

Emma knew that Celine’s idol was Isla. Seeing the obvious admiration in Celine’s eyes, she got so angry that she clutched her skirt.

“Celine, aren’t you going to Giancarlo’s birthday party tonight?" Emma said. "What time is your appointment with the stylist?”

It was only then that Celine remembered this. She glanced at her watch, realizing that she was almost late. She looked somewhat regretfully at Danielle, who was surrounded by students.

“Oh no!" she said. "I’m going to be late. I have to go now. Oh, I didn’t even get to talk to Danielle.”

Emma pulled Celine out of the classroom. She really didn’t want to see Danielle’s face.

It wasn’t until the bell rang that the students surrounding Danielle rushed off to their classes. Some even asked Danielle questions, looking back at her and not wanting to part ways.

“Go to class now," Danielle said. "See you next week!”She was finally free. ’This is too much,’ she thought. ’It almost turned into a stampede.’