The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 556:

On the other end, Natasha’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.

“Mr. Holland,” she purred, “I knew you were a smart man.”

That evening, the middle-aged couple from Pinetree City sat under the harsh studio lights, their weary faces broadcast live across local television screens.

Time had not been kind to them.

Grief had hollowed their eyes, streaked their hair with gray, and carved deep lines into their faces—marks of an unrelenting battle that had stretched on for five long years.

The reporter leaned in, microphone poised.

“This is your fifth year fighting for this. If justice still eludes you, will you keep going?”

The woman hesitated. Then, with quiet steel in her voice, she answered,

will keep fighting for my

The reporter pressed on.

the school punished the perpetrator years ago. Why

pocket, her movements deliberate, and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. Despite the years, it remained

my daughter more than I trust the school,” she said, unfolding it with

letter. It names the ones who tormented

faint yellowing of the paper, the

studied it,

was the roommates, why did

finally spoke. His voice carried the weight

library to the school. Jolene? She was

sharply, his lip

so, they made her the scapegoat. Meanwhile, the one truly responsible not only walked free but went on to study abroad. Money makes the world

reporter did not look

keeps you going? What do you want

woman’s eyes burned