The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 455

Jeanette shot a glance at the teacher on the platform, biting back her anger as she lowered her head. "It won't happen again," she mumbled.

As soon as the words left her lips, she made her way over to the group of roommates she usually hung out with. Sliding into the seat beside them, she whispered, “Why didn't you call me when you guys left earlier?"

None of them—who'd always been eager to please her-bothered to respond.

The smile on Jeanette's face faltered for a moment. She waited until class ended, then forced a grin and looked their way. "Let's hit the bar tonight. Drinks are on me."

Even as she said it, a sneer flickered in her mind: Bunch of freeloaders. Living off my money, and now they think they can freeze me out? If you're so high and mighty, just say no.

Jeanette kept smiling, expecting them to wag their tails and jump at her offer like always. But this time, they just stared at her, silent, eyes glinting with mockery.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Jeanette's voice wavered as she stared back at them.

The three exchanged glances, then turned on her, voices dripping with scorn:

"What's with the attitude, Miss Iverson? Got a little cash and think you're something special?"

your phone yet. Everyone online is saying you're nothing but

wonder you're always sneaking off with guys behind our

"Like mother, like daughter."

I'm really curious-are you

their arms, closing

about?" Jeanette's face had gone pale, but she kept her composure. She

names were trending at the top of the search feed. Jeanette clicked in, and as she saw

was acting so differently-no wonder

coldly, not bothering to stay for

over in Crestwood, the Sawyer family—who had moved there some time

But then he spotted a

before she

wonder if Jeanette

at the comment, his face turning ashen. He went back and checked the timestamps on the videos of Aline and Dick-and sure enough, they were

chilling realization crept in. He couldn't bear to think that the daughter he'd loved all these years might not be his own, but Dick's. Yet the

between Dick and Jeanette,