Translator: Inschain Editor: Inschain
Lilyâs face had turned an eerie shade of pale, and she yelled defiantly, âItâs none of your damn business!â
With that, she kicked the table and stormed out, skipping the class.
If it hadnât been for her dadâs stern warning, Lily would have torn Elizabethâs face apart by now.
After Lily left, the classmates exchanged bewildered glances. They gazed at Elizabeth with complex emotions.
Previously, suspecting that Benâs book was thrown away by Elizabeth, they were genuinely concerned. With Elizabeth having such a bad reputation, would she target them next?
Now, realizing their mistake, they felt incredibly ashamed.
Only now did they recognize that it had always been Lily spreading rumors about Elizabeth, leading them to have a biased view.
Moreover, Linda had never mentioned that Elizabeth bullied her. They probably misunderstood the situation.
Elizabeth, for her part, seemed indifferent to whether her classmates changed their opinion of her. She had identified the one who posted online and raised an eyebrow.
So, itâs him.
On Saturday at noon.
Sir. Wilson, after finishing his meal, donned a well-tailored suit. His hair neatly combed with gel, he still looked dashing, even nearing fifty.
He was heading to Surge Real Estate to sign a contract. Such a significant event, naturally, required his personal attention.
Sophia, with a dreamy expression, sighed, âOh, Ray, how can you still look so handsome?â
Sir. Wilson coughed, âMind your words in front of the child.â
Elizabeth sipped her milk quietly, pretending not to hear.
Linda said sweetly, âHonestly, no one could guess that Dad is almost fifty.â
Sir. Wilson was flushed with pride and told Elizabeth, âOnce this project is complete, Iâve talked to your mom about taking the family on a trip.â
He had been planning this for a long time, mainly for Elizabeth, wanting to make up for past regrets.
Turning to Linda, he added, âYou contributed to this success as well. Didnât you always want a car? Iâve asked Jack to help you find one. Elizabeth, once you get your driverâs license, Iâll get you one too.â
Elizabeth didnât reply. Her shiny black eyes, however, were fixed on a slightly uneasy Linda.
Feeling a bit guilty, Linda thanked her father, âThanks, Dad.â
One lie led to another.
After lunch, Elizabeth went upstairs.
Meanwhile, Peter called to update her on Zaneâs situation.
âZane refuses to sign the contract without meeting you first. Seems like the gift wonât work after all.â
Elizabeth frowned, âMeet me for what?â
Peter laughed and joked, âMaybe he wants you to bend the rules for him.â
Elizabeth remained silent.
Peter didnât dare make another sound.
Oh no, Iâve done it. Did I just crack a joke on Professor Lawrence? After a pause, Elizabeth indifferently instructed, âHandle it.â
Peter asked seriously, âBoss, do you think Iâm omnipotent?â
Elizabeth glanced at her phone and calmly stated, âYou have an hour.â
Peter was speechless.
He muttered under his breath, âThe boss is overworking her staff. Is there no one overseeing this?â
Annoyed, Peter hung up.
No sooner had the call ended than Emily texted her.
âElizabeth, want to come over for a barbecue at my place?â
Elizabeth was about to decline, as she had research to do. However, pausing for a moment, she replied, âAlright.â
Emily was pleasantly surprised by Elizabethâs response, thinking she might need to persuade her.
âIâll come and pick you up. Wait for me at home.â
Elizabeth didnât object.
Emily, ready to go, was leaving when Alexander, who had been resting at the old house the previous day, casually asked, âWhere are you off to?â
Without a second thought, Emily replied, âPicking up Elizabeth for a barbecue. Itâs a rare weekend, and I just want to spend it with her.â
Alexander simply responded, âOh..â