Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Your Face Resembles the Moon's Surface
Violeta vented her frustration as she criticized Zelena, who cried miserably. Everyone rushed to comfort Zelena and ignored Violeta. They thought of her as an uneducated and wicked dunce
Violeta thought to herself. I don't care. After all, they aren't any better. Everyone had bullied Violeta cruelly and picked on her in her previous life. Zelena wiped her tears and completely ignored what Violeta had said. "Sis, you must not like this dress. I'll pick a better one for you next time." Violeta was speechless. "Don't you understand what I said? Do I have to speak in another language? Or should I make up a new language for you?" Everyone was dumbstruck. Violeta's insults were on another level!
"Violeta, you're way out of line! Zelena is trying to be nice to you, but you keep berating her. You're so crass!"
"That's right, I'm crass. Why do you keep talking to me, then? Are you dumb? Leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you."
"Violeta, are you feeling unwell?"
Violeta retorted, "Yes. I must insult all the fools I see. Otherwise, I'll die."
"Is she mad? She keeps spouting nonsense and barking like a mad dog!"
Violeta rebutted, "Why do you keep talking to me if that's the case? Are you out of your mind? Did you suffer a major concussion?"
"Should we call the police? Isn't anyone going to do anything?"
Violeta retaliated, "You're so ugly. Don't stand in front of me. If you call the police, they'll take you away. Look at your face. It looks exactly like the moon's surface, filled with craters." Violeta's classmates were up comedian? How does she come up with such insults?
others had taunted Violeta
nasty insults, and some even photoshopped offensive pictures of her and cursed at her daily. Violeta wanted Zelena to experience everything she went
sharp retort from
counselor came to the lecture hall to inform everyone, to go to the auditorium
was over. She was out of tears and couldn't keep up
was annoyed that Violeta had refused to wear the dress. She had to stop Violeta from showing off her talents at freshman orientation later and prevent her
gathered together in the auditorium. There were plenty
Toland University's performing arts department. The annual freshman orientation was like
school's other departments came to find potential
had met Samson Lowe, a famous
even before graduating. Although she didn't have many scenes, it
entertainment industry. They helped her with data analysis in the early stages, and she used it
smoothly in her previous life. Zelena had never taken a single misstep. It was as if she was following a script. At the time, Violeta attributed
because Zelena had stolen her life! When Violeta came to the auditorium to attend freshman orientation in her
and was about to pick it up. But Zelena unexpectedly stepped
so she disregarded Zelena's
was a
it. Zelena used the photo as an opportunity to get to know Samson, and he subsequen This opportunity originally belonged to Violeta, but Zelena had taken it away from her in her previous life. Zelena was reborn and knew what would happen. Hence, she stole Violeta's opportunity for herself. Looking back now, there were indeed too many coincidences. Zelena
the photo. Perhaps Zelena had at foggy memory and didn't remember the photo's exact location, unlike Violeta. Zelen Violeta quickly walked over and picked up the photo from the ground. She wanted to look at the girl in the picture, but Zelena ran up and reached out to snatch it from her before she
to grab it but didn't expect Violeta to hold it so tightly. Besides, a one-inch photo
your business?" Violeta stepped forward and
About Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism - Chapter 11
Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism is the best current series of the author Novelxo. With the below Chapter 11 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 11 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com