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.

never liked her to begin with snatched a textbook off her desk and hurled

venom. "Cut the crap, Jeanette. Do you really think we

ever sucked up to you in the first place? It's because you're the Iverson

last one of

bruised forehead, eyes flickering with hatred as she silently vowed she would never forgive these

face blank as she stared Jeanette down. "The Iverson family's bankrupt now. You're

not welcome in our group. Don't let us

have dared talk to her like

the rest of the morning, not a single classmate spoke to her. It wasn't until the end of the day, when the classroom had nearly

over.

with hope as he

dropped a set of keys on her

moment, he spoke again. “Jeanette, I like you. If you'll