Chapter 91: A Debt Owed

Violet told herself she wasn’t intimidated, but it was a laughable lie. Still, she decided to play it cool.

Sure, Natalie was rich. Really rich. But that didn’t mean Violet would treat her any differently than she treated anyone else. Natalie would get whatever attitude she showed her, plain and simple.

As Natalie finally let go of her hand, Violet noted that, so far, the girl didn’t seem arrogant. She wasn’t looking down on her or sneering, as some elites were prone to do. Atleast, not intentionally. But there was no denying Natalie exuded that natural aristocratic aura, as if power and influence came as easily as breathing.

Now that Violet thought about it, she had seen Natalie before. She was the first person to clap when Violet had bested Sharon during the dining hall fight. It wasn’t until Natalie clapped that the rest of the room followed suit.

A furrow creased Violet’s brow. Natalie clearly had a certain sway over the students here. And, more importantly, what was her intention? Violet couldn’t tell if Natalie was friend or foe.

At least Elsie’s hatred was open and obvious. With Natalie, it was harder to tell. Why was she being so nice? Was it genuine, or was it a calculated facade? Violet wasn’t naive; the rich didn’t befriend the poor unless there was something to gain.

Was Natalie trying to turn her into her lackey? If so, she was barking up the wrong tree. Violet wasn’t some rich brat’s ragdoll to use and dumb when bored. And never would. She decided then and there to be careful and observe Natalie’s intentions.

Without asking, Natalie plopped down beside Violet on the empty seat and leaned in, a sweet smile on her face. "Now, if I remember correctly, you owe me a tea party."

Oh great.

Violet went red from the embarrassment, fumbling over her words. "I forgot... I didn’t mean... Something happened..."

"Don’t worry, I know." Natalie giggled, clearly amused by Violet’s flustered state. "The news was everywhere..." She leaned in conspiratorially and lowered her voice. "Is it real? Did you and Griffin really do it?"

Violet’s jaw nearly hit the desk. What in the name of the moon were they saying about her

stammered, "I—I’m

tone playful. "You wouldn’t tell me

darkness in Natalie’s voice made Violet frown, her discomfort growing. Before she could respond, Natalie laughed again, dispelling the tension. Violet laughed too, though it

Natalie said with a mischievous smile, "I’ll hold onto the debt, Violet Purple. You still

exactly

clear she didn’t like the girl, eyeing her as

must have picked up on the vibe because she rose to her feet with a grace that

meet again, Violet." She air-kissed both sides of Violet’s cheek and sauntered away, moving to the back of the classroom with the poise

weird," Lila muttered

coming from you." It was

eyes narrowing. "What do you mean

same phone made by the Avax family. Violet didn’t know how she felt

as students filed in, chatting and joking while waiting for the teacher to arrive. There was a sudden shift in the air when the unmistakable presence of the

Alaric, Roman, and Asher stepped in like a synchronized

been quietly going through her phone, froze.

extra years of advanced

eyes found hers. There was an intense exchange, before they looked ahead and moved to their preferred seats at the back of

quickened as she noticed Alaric breaking away from the group. He was

under her breath, her

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