The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1547 What On Earth Is Going On

Gideon adjusted his glasses and looked at Eliana. 'Most of the applicants are either neglected children or raised by their grandparents, so you're all starting from the same point. The scholarship committee controls the funding, and in situations like this, it's every person for themselves."

Eliana was puzzled. "What do you mean, Mr. Valencia? Should I submit additional documents?"

Gideon gave a soft chuckle and explained, "I told you before, Ms. Linden. It's not the documents that matter- it's having an obedient student. I advised you to meet with the committee leaders last time, but you refused. That wasn't a good response, was it?"

Eliana frowned as she clutched her clothes. Disgust and fear washed over her in response to Gideon's words.

Gideon seemed oblivious to Eliana's distress and moved behind her to pat her back. But instead of the educated, gentle individual he appeared to be, he scrutinized her with a disconcerting gaze.

"You need to be more thoughtful if you want that money. No need to tense up. Take some time to think about what I've said. I'll contact you again in a few days," Gideon stated.

no choice but to agree. Still, a

the only scholarship recipient-someone from the next dormitory had also been chosen. While everyone else was thrilled and

secure her scholarship. The student, Penelope Sawyer, was overjoyed and even treated Eliana

raised by her grandparents and living on subsidies, Eliana had been jealous of her peers who dined out in restaurants. As such, she could never forget the

after leaving school. However, she seemed to

to contact Eliana, but she also hadn't returned to their hometown. During the new year, the

yet there was no sign of her anywhere. When Eliana attempted to find her, Gideon publicly announced that Penelope had been recognized by

felt lost, unsure of who

roommates noticed her dejection, they

with the long face, Eliana? You've been chosen! If I were you, I'd be thanking the gods. It's a