Chapter 68 Seventy Points Higher

The voice-it was unmistakably Vera’s.

Eileen pondered, It makes sense. Vera was being bullied at school. Why would Eric continue to allow her to endure such mistreatment?

Turning around, Mary noticed her and greeted, “Ms. Eileen.”

Vera quickly stood up upon hearing this. “Eileen.”

She flashed a beautiful smile. “Why aren’t you in your school uniform? As soon as I heard you were discharged, I came to go to school with you. From now on, we’ll be at the same school, Eileen. Please take good care of me in the future.”

The situation had Eileen pondering whether it was fate.

In her previous life, Vera also attended Petalburg High School.

everyone.

Eileen had always believed that changes in this life would alter the fate of However, she realized that, regardless, everything seemed to follow the same path as in her previous life.

So, will Vera still meet the same fate? And will I also… Or perhaps everyone’s destiny is predetermined from the very beginning, unable to be altered….

Noticing her silence, Vera questioned, “Eileen… what’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine,” Eileen responded indifferently.

Just then, Mary informed them, “Ms. Eileen, Ms. Vera, we can start the meal once Mr. Swan

arrives.”

Exiting the kitchen, Eileen poured herself a glass of cold milk. In a haze, it felt like she could hear Sharon’s voice in her mind, “How could you drink something cold first thing in the morning? I’ve already warmed up a cup of milk for you.”

Will and Eric, both dressed in black suits, descended the stairs one after the other, still engaged in a conversation. “This project demands our close attention. We cannot afford any. mistakes, the former cautioned.

“Yes, Father.”

“Ms. Eileen, Sharon has advised me before that drinking cold things in the morning will upset your stomach. The milk is already heated; why don’t you opt for something warm instead?” Mary suggested.

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swiftly cast a glance with his deep, hawk-like eyes and

the refrigerator door,

she took a seat at the dining

business discussions with Eric for a while. It

like this? Where’s your uniform?” Will

go to school for a while. I want to catch up on the

“That works

way, Mr. Swan, Ms. Eileen… not long ago, I received a

What kind of

Eileen’s report card and some prizes. The person who

prizes, nothing but useless stuff,” Will stated,

kept her head. down, remained

of gold. It’s simply exquisite!

quickly brought over the items,

a moment before setting down his utensils and opening the

a very thin sheet of Blake paper revealed the scores for

at the scores, his eyes grim, and

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wielding a spear and shield, was

it’s all a sham. With her mind, I can’t even tell. All she

the spoon in her hand as the discarded report card landed

examined it, revealing

full marks.

the last time Eileen’s average score for each subject

wouldn’t require Will’s

question persisted-did she attain this through her own efforts, or

who

a glance and was astonished. Eileen’s scores in

results, even at Cloudburg Public School, would place her at least

as she was unaware of when Eileen’s

seventy points higher than

his tone whether he was genuinely praising her or sarcastically doubting, implying

cared

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