The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Carrie and Yasmin walked to the venue's entrance. However, the student council members and security guards stopped them on their way.

"Sorry, you can't enter without a valid student ID."

Due to the previous incident, the academy had heightened security measures, especially for large events like this, making it hard to enter the campus.

After security denied Yasmin's entry, she looked troubled.

In any other place, she could have easily confronted those blocking her way. However, she could not do that at the academy, as she did not want to cause trouble for Carrie and make her daily school life uncomfortable.

"Yasmin, I'll be fine."

Carrie gently squeezed Yasmin's calloused hand. "If you're still worried about me, you can wait right here. You can rush in to protect me if you're here, right?"

Reluctantly, Yasmin agreed, "Alright, I'll stay here. If you feel unwell, text me right away."

Carrie nodded obediently and followed the crowd into the hall.

Once the event began, the doors closed.

timid, Carrie avoided the front seats and found a spot in

on stage, her heart clenched,

the shadows that haunted her entire student life-started

start, the stage lights

surrounding chatter

eyes, hesitant to

piano appeared like a monstrous creature, ready

high heels approached from behind,

down but sensed someone sitting

been a

voice laced with mockery and teasing sliced through Carrie's throat like a sharp blade, instantly halting her

felt a chill rush through her. Her shoulders trembled with anxiety. "Knowing

curled into a smile with a cold sneer. "Well; after all, we used to be classmate's. If you end up marrying my brother, I'll be your

she tightly

but

subordinate. What good would it do to text her? It would only complicate things for Yasmin, and Carrie did not want to embarrass her. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

her legs, her slender fingers lightly