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Chapter 15 She Might Be Broke, But She’s Alexander’s Wife

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The bet between Emma and Olivia was sealed right in front of all the students in the performing arts department. A few curious observers wasted no time posting about this seemingly lopsided gamble on the academy’s Twitter.

“Shocking! Just Before the Performance Festival, She Boldly Claims She’ll Take First Place!”

The sensational headline quickly caught the attention of many students.

They clicked on the post, expecting to see one of the academy’s well–known stars making a bold move, only to find out it was about a completely unknown student.

The post described the bet between Olivia and Emma in great detail, exaggerating Olivia’s words and even including a candid shot of Olivia.

In the photo, the girl, dressed in shabby clothes, wore oversized black–framed glasses. Her long, messy hair cast shadows over her face, giving her a gloomy and impoverished appearance.

The post quickly went viral, sparking an explosion of comments.

“How many medications did she take? She looks like a mess! First place? She said that out loud.”

“Come on, perhaps she could succeed… perhaps she should modify one word, last place!”

“Olivia? Never heard of her. Does she think she’s going to pull off an Amelia–style miracle?”

my goddess Amelia into this! It is offensive to even bring them

someone please provide a mirror to Olivia? I’ll cover it! She needs to

when did our school get

“Delusional.”

express myself.”

the post had over

only mentioned Olivia and didn’t drag Isabella into it,

the post, showing no reaction.

are we going to perform? What do you need me to do? I’m not prepared at all.” Isabella asked, clearly distressed by Olivia’s

“I’ve already thought of the program. You just need to play the

was taken aback. “Livi, how did you know… I can

remember ever telling Olivia about it.

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Jan

Might Be Broke,

trying to recall but coming

bring you the sheet music tomorrow.

Livi… I… I don’t have a piano…” Isabella’s voice trailed off, growing quieter with

momentarily speechless.

didn’t have a

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to sell it to pay for expenses