The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 257

Seeing Clifford mocked by the others, a flash of embarrassment crossed Jeanette's face.

She hadn't expected to stumble onto this scene in the cafeteria. How humiliating.

And wasn't Clifford expelled already? Why was he still showing up at school?

She used to be close to Clifford-so close that whenever someone saw her, they'd think of him, and vice versa.

If only the Iverson family hadn't gone bankrupt, maybe things would be different. But now that they had, staying close to Clifford meant dragging herself down with him.

The thought made Jeanette's expression darken.

Noticing that no one had spotted her yet, she quickly turned on her heel and started walking in the opposite direction.

Just as her foot touched the first step down the staircase, a sweet-almost sickeningly so-voice called out behind her.

right in front of you and you're

arms folded, the sharp click of her high-heeled shoes echoing with every

the cafeteria, and her voice carried. Before she even finished, people were turning

brother's here and you're not even going

getting humiliated and

Iverson's already latched onto the piano prodigy. Like she'd bother with someone

That wretched little brat.

back from the stairs, turned, and strode straight toward

declared, "Lindy, didn't you used to have a thing for Clifford? If you care so much, why aren't you

suddenly sharp and shrill. "What are you talking about?" she

old crush in front of everyone-now she was furious,

daughter. Clifford's just an adopted charity case. Maybe, back then, it didn't matter, but now that the Iversons are broke?

had fallen from grace, everyone wanted to kick them while

her tone dripping with false sweetness. "Since you brought it up, Clifford's just the Iversons' adopted son. I'm my mother's daughter by blood. Why would I

not really my brother, after all. We were never