Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Chapter 6 Trash Belonged with Trash

Olivia stood before her desk, staring at the pile of garbage, the scene resonating with memories from her past life.

Trash–strewn desks, running errands during breaks, and blatant mockery, these were almost all of Olivia’s experiences at St. Rona Academy.

The wealthy students made it their pastime to entertain themselves by trampling on the dignity of students from less privileged backgrounds.

In her previous life, Olivia had only been transferred to St. Rona Academy after her engagement to Alexander. She had been a people–pleaser, silently enduring the bullying from the academy.

“Livi… I wanted to help you clean up, but they… wouldn’t let me.” Isabella, who had been hiding in a corner, hurried to Olivia’s side. She was a special admissions student and had been the target of bullying before Olivia’s arrival.

Olivia glanced at the girl, who was a bit shorter than herself. This girl, Isabella, was Olivia’s only friend at St. Rona Academy.

Seeing her rare ally from the past life, Olivia instinctively patted Isabella’s head before turning her gaze sharply through her glasses, surveying everyone in the classroom.

“Who did this?”

The students of the performance department didn’t take Olivia’s question seriously. Mia, propped up on her elbow with an air of superiority, looked at Olivia disdainfully.

“Trash should be with trash. You were in charge of the cleanliness. Since you weren’t here this morning, naturally, the trash ended up on your desk.”

was as contemptuous as if she

this?” Olivia asked, looking at Mia’s haughty

life, Mia had also led the bullying against Olivia.

her hand dismissively and said, “You don’t need to thank me. Now get it cleaned up quickly.

are you still standing there? Do you like the smell? We can’t stand

take it

laughed cruelly, and Isabella’s face grew increasingly distressed. She wanted to

“I’ll handle it.”

efficiently emptied the trash

it would have been fine.” Mia said, knowing Olivia wouldn’t

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Finished

friends continued their conversation, engrossed in their world, a gasp of shock broke through their chatter.

what was happening, a pile of

other foul–smelling waste rained down, instantly covering Mia’s once–smooth hair