The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 250

Jeanette was ghostly pale. She'd dressed up today just to avoid being looked down on, but she never imagined it would land her in this kind of trouble.

Tears shimmered in her eyes as she looked at the group. "Aren't we friends?" she pleaded. "Don't you believe me at all?"

Playing the victim was her go-to tactic, and in the past, it always worked like a charm.

Jeanette cast her most pitiful look around, hoping to win some sympathy from the rest of the classroom.

Normally, by this point, half the class would have rushed over to comfort her. But now, even though she was putting on her best performance yet, not a single person came to her defense.

Inside, Jeanette cursed them all a hundred times over.

Someone finally spoke up, voice thick with disgust. "God, you're pathetic."

The group looked at her, their eyes full of contempt as she started sniffling and playing the same tired act.

snatched a textbook off

voice dripped with venom. "Cut the crap, Jeanette. Do you really think we can't see

the Iverson family's princess, and cozying up to you was the only way to keep our parents'

Every last

rang from the impact. She clutched her bruised forehead, eyes flickering with hatred as she silently vowed she would

as she stared Jeanette down. "The Iverson family's bankrupt now.

on, you're not welcome in our group. Don't let us catch you around here again, or next time it won't just

have dared talk to her like this. Jeanette's face flushed scarlet with rage, but she

classmate spoke to her. It wasn't until the end of the

over.

with hope as

before she could say a word, he dropped a set of keys on her desk. "Keys

I like you. If you'll be my girlfriend, I'll give you ten grand