Translator: Inschain Editor: Inschain
Lily returned to the classroom with a clouded expression. Her somber demeanor deterred her classmates from approaching her with questions.
âWhat did Mr. Berwick want with you?â Linda asked with genuine concern. âNothing!â Lily snapped, her current mood making her voice particularly harsh.
Linda frowned, suppressing her own discomfort, âWho upset you?â âIt was that wretch!â Lily spat out, her teeth gritted in anger.
âWho?â Linda questioned.
Lily opened her mouth, wanting to vent her anger, but held back. She could already imagine the judging stares sheâd get from the other students once they found out the truth.
For a while, she didnât dare to speak.
She hesitated, contemplating the idea of confiding in her dad, hoping he might help her skirt the repercussions.
Ben had wanted to confront Lily when he returned to the classroom. However, seeing Linda gave him pause. After all, Linda, his crush, was Lilyâs sister.
It would be uncomfortable for Linda if a fight broke out. No, he couldnât put kind-hearted Linda in such a situation.
So, he decided to wait for school to end before seeking clarity.
Linda anxiously picked at her nails.
She knew more than she let on.
Elizabeth had dodged a bullet.
Why was Elizabethâs luck always so good?
And her grades!
Linda felt a pang of anxiety. If their parents found out about Elizabethâs impressive grades, theyâd certainly favor her even more.
Over time, Elizabeth might overshadow Linda and become their parentsâ only beloved daughter.
Linda gazed at Elizabeth entering the classroom, took a deep breath, and suppressed her simmering jealousy and resentment.
Upon Elizabethâs entrance, the volume of chatter among the students noticeably decreased. They still hadnât realized that Lily was the true culprit, and their suspicious glances shot toward Elizabeth.
Lily glared fiercely at Elizabeth, wishing she could charge at her and start a fight.
âAre you okay?â
Renee couldnât help but ask Elizabeth.
Elizabeth shook her head, âBen and Lily are the ones with the issues.â
Renee was puzzled about Lilyâs involvement.
She discreetly pulled out her phone, accessed the schoolâs forum, and showed Elizabeth, whispering, âTheyâre talking about you on the forum, and itâs not good.â
Elizabeth furrowed her brows and replied softly, âLet me see.â
Renee handed over her phone.
Elizabeth quickly scrolled through the comments, realizing the extent of the malice directed toward her.
She made a note of the active usernames and returned the phone.
âItâs class time; we shouldnât be on our phones. Iâll let this slide since you were looking out for a fellow student,â Elizabeth remarked.
Renee was taken aback.
She didnât know why she felt an unexpected sense of relief.
After school.
Elizabeth forwarded the list of usernames to Peter, requesting a one-week ban for them. She also suggested that the forum be restricted during class hours and open only after school.
Receiving the message, Peter was unimpressed.
Professor Lawrence wasnât really here to be a student; she seemed more like an undercover agent.
In just two days, she had already stirred up quite a commotion among the Sunny Heights students.
How miserable!
After checking the forum, Peter realized the depth of the issues Elizabeth had faced.
Sheesh!
Seemed things were going to get even worse for them.
Consequently, those students who sneakily discussed matters on the forum during class were flabbergasted when they were collectively sentenced to a month of restroom cleaning duties.
âBoss, in just one day, weâve had cheating, lost books, and so many issues. I really think youâre not cut out to be a student. Maybe you should go home and inherit your massive fortune!â
Peter exclaimed angrily.
Elizabeth looked up, her clear eyes reflecting the grand statue of Emeritus Lawrence at the schoolâs entrance.
Peter was momentarily stunned. He felt that, although Professor Lawrence was addressing him, the question wasnât really meant for him..