Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 117 Who Informed Eric

To prevent such incidents from negatively impacting the school’s reputation, the higher-ups of Petalburg High School quickly intervened.

Unintentionally, Fabian learned about the incident that occurred at school, and coincidentally, Eileen was involved.

Fabian knocked on the CEO’s office door and immediately reported the matter to Jasper.

The man, busy working on some documents at his desk, became visibly gloomy upon hearing the news. “She’s injured? Why wasn’t I informed immediately? What is the current situation at the school?”

Fabian replied, “The school authorities have taken charge and are handling the situation at the moment.”

Jasper put down his expensive signature pen and closed the file. “Postpone the upcoming meeting. Contact the school and inform them to wait for me to come and resolve the matter.”

Fabian nodded. “Understood, Mr. Smith.”

Although Petalburg High School is Smith Corporation’s largest investor, there is no need for Mr. Smith to personally get involved. School matters are trivial compared to corporate affairs. Mr. Smith seems overly concerned for an eighteen-year-old girl. When it comes to matters involving Ms. Eileen, he always loses his sense of propriety… But compared to that woman, Ms. Eileen… Perhaps Ms. Eileen is the only one who can pull Mr. Smith out of the abyss he has fallen into and help him forget his painful past.

Meanwhile, at Petalburg High School.

During the morning self-study session, Eileen was summoned to the principal’s office for a discussion. Yvette was supposed to join, but due to the prominent status of the Friedman family, the principal naturally did not dare to summon her.

Eileen had a vague idea of why she was being called.

That’s why she didn’t ask anything.

Walking ahead of her, Jennifer solemnly adjusted her glasses. “This matter has already reached the shareholders. Rest assured, the school will protect you. You don’t have to say anything when you’re inside; someone will handle it for you.”

Eileen followed behind with her head down, not uttering a word. She couldn’t understand why she felt such immense unease when she was the victim.

With a heavy heart, she entered the conference room with Jennifer.

arrival, Hector’s relatives erupted in anger and began hurling harsh words. “You troublemaker! It’s all because of you that my sister died, and my nephew was driven to desperation and

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situations, she remained unfazed despite the outburst and said, “Please don’t get

then did Hector’s relatives

more information before

who had been silent, suddenly blurted out. She regained her courage, stepped out from

over the conference room

harm anyone. I’m a victim too,” Eileen reiterated.

seven or eight sutures. “The other day when I was heading home, it was Hector who held a knife against my throat… And my friend who got hurt, he was also stabbed. If you don’t believe me, I

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sorry about what happened to Hector’s mother. I never thought that my transfer would cause harm to all of you. But I was only doing what I wanted to do… You can’t blame me just

table. “What do you mean? Are you saying that my sister deserved to

me then? Do I deserve the pain I’ve suffered? Shouldn’t I

hospital? Do they deserve it too?” Of course, Eileen had a temper too. They are not in

sixties and seventies, a time when educational resources were scarce. Coupled with their rural upbringing, Eileen figured they had limited legal knowledge, making

the countryside, and during their time, even having enough food was a challenge, let alone

grandfather. Her grandfather was a local troublemaker and a good-for-nothing in his youth. Having offended some people, he was beaten to death in his forties.

her grandmother never harbored resentment towards anyone. Instead, she used her modest abilities

come to rescue me that night, I might be the one who’s

and they will be bringing Hector over shortly. The victim at the hospital is unable

they started discussing something, although it

either. After all, it’s a matter of life. Give us fifty thousand, and we will

matter is not for you

filled with hostility

casually tucked in his pocket,