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.

the front seats and

stage,

haunted her entire

about to start, the stage lights brightened and the hall lights

chatter

hesitant to look at

appeared like a monstrous creature, ready to devour

of high heels approached from behind, stopping at

her eyes down but sensed someone sitting beside

been a while,

laced with mockery and teasing sliced through Carrie's throat like a

a chill rush through her. Her shoulders trembled with anxiety. "Knowing my brother has your back, you seemed

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 sister-in-law. So, it probably isn't appropriate for you to

she tightly

but hesitated to

would it do to text her? It would only complicate things for Yasmin, and Carrie did not

legs, her slender fingers lightly tapping on her knee,