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Her stayed quiet and savored her malata leisurely pere. [1
Mildred wasn’t feeling very hungry. She barely picked at her food and put down her utensils soon after starting
As Hera enthiastically devoured her meal, leaving not a morsel behind,red couldn’t help but express her disdain. “Be careful not to stuff yourself to death.”
“Grandma, Hera ever had the opportunity to enjoy such delicious food when she lived in the mountains. It’s her first experience with it, so it’s natural it she indulges a bit a walk
techelp balance things out,” Gillesplained
While Giselle’s wards seemed to defend Hera, sable undertone implying Hera’s rustic upbringing and lack of sophistication lay onderneath.
James had briefly entertained positive thoughts about Hera due to her good looks. However, any such sentiments had now faded away. He openly displayed his disdain as he cast his gaze upon her.
“Alright, your school matters are sorted,” james stated as he pose from his seat. He was about to head to the study.
Hera took the final bite of her meal and placed her utensils down with a graceful motion, she dabbed the comers of her mouth with a napkin and remarked, “I never waste food”
James halted in his steps.
The Everett began their company with newfound wealth, but their business was struggling in stay afloat it had been operating at a loss for some time.
They wwwntually started making a profit. However, after a few years, competition in their industry intensified, squeezing their eamings.
The Everlts wouldn’t have been able to sustain their lavish lifestyle without business support from the Gaskells in recent years.
Making money was tough, and even though James hadn’t urged his family to pinch pennies, he’d stressed the importance of being careful with spending
And now, Hera seemed to be implying that they were wasteful.
thwell, that’s an admirable quality.“Giselle remarked with a sugary smile.
internally, though, she found Hera’s amoude rather lake. Giselle wondered just how deep Hera’s act could go
Ignoring Giselle’s sarcasm, Hera stood up
“I’m going to Cavenridge. If you can’t make it happen, don’t bother planning anything else for me,” Hera declared before retreating to her guest roo
“Can’t you grasp what I’m saying?” James grumbled as she walked away.
Coselle hurried to soothe James “Dad, please don’t be upset. Maybe Hera just wants to go to the same school as me
“Who does she think she is? Does she believe she can simply all in Cavenridge whenever she pleases? coming from a rural village with average grades, does she even standa chance of passing caveridge’s entrance exam? Isn’t she deliberately trying to embarass the Everetts?” James.cored.
“But if Hera doesn’t give it a shot, how will she ever know if she scapable? Gazelle’s tone was gentle as if she was sincerely advocating for Her
Mildred nodded in agreement. “Giselle’s right. She won’t grasp how and she is unless we give her the chance to try it she’s set on attending widge, then we should allow
het.
“Even though we’ve disclosed to outsiders that Hera’s adopted, we should treat every child equally Let’s grant her request.
“However, whether she secures admission to Crennidge rests entirely on her shoulders.”
James found Mildred’s words convincing.
Even if Hera fled to gain acceptance to Cavenridge, the Everetts could still assert that they didn’t mind her rural background and bad chosen the best school for her as she had requested
The only problem was her incapability to secure acceptance. Nonetheless, the Everetts would continue moling her at Nocburgh High School without hassle.
“Giselle,you’re truly sensible and thoughtful,” James complimited. He patted her shoulder and felt li
“You should keep up the good relationship with the alk. And when you tie the knot, I’ll make sure you have a hefty wedding gift to ensure you may well”
“Thanks, Dad,” Giselle replied sweetly.
Glancing toward the quest room door where Hera was string, elle smirked to herself.
What did Hera’s biological connection to the Everetts even? Giselle considered herself a perine member of the Everett family!
Hera returned to her guest room and opened WhatsApp, specifically looking for someone the dubbed “Mr.Annoying”
Andrew Ladden was the dean of Cavender International Academy, and Bera had given him this nickname because she found him bothersome.
She clicked into their chat. Next to his nickname was a symbol showing that his messages were set to ‘Do not disturb.”
Hera scrolled up in their chat history, which stretched back two prac.
Mr. Annoying: “Hera, considering the limited educational resources in the mountains, would you like to consider changing schools? How about coming to avenge International Academy?
Hera “Trefuse
Mr. Annoying “Could you kindly explain the reason? Is it because our education resources at Coverridge International Academy aren’t good? Or?”
He attached a patrul emoji
Hera: “Normon. I’m too lazy to make up a masan.”
Andrew at an emoji that looked sad and hurt.
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