Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 9

Soon, school was about to begin. The Everetts had already arranged for each of their children to have a car and a dower for getting to and from school. During breakdast, Lilith proposed to James that Hera should also have her own driver and car.

However, Mildred was the first to disagree with her suggestion. “We don’t even know the results of her entrance exam yet. Why rush into it?”

Lilith was rendered speechless by her sharp response. Seeming crestfallen, she stole glances at James in the hope that he would come to her defense.

Yet, James pretended not to notice. He sided with Mildred’s viewpoint.

Believing that He was destined to fall her entrance exam, James saw no reason to arrange a driver for her. Doing so would only attract ridicule from others and embarrass the

Everetts.

“Hera, you can ride with me if you want,” Giselle said kindly.

“No, thanks. already have a ride.” Hera declined

Her cold rejection left Giselle stunned. Nevertheless, Giselle attempted to uphold her image. She retrieved a folder and handed it to Hera

“These are some previous test papers that Chris completed. He’s always been one of the best students at Cavenridge. You can check them out. They could be useful for your entrance exam,” Giselle said.

Her gesture seemed considerate and kind to those around her.

Hera placed her cutlery down and stood up to leave. She didn’t even glance at the folder Giselle was holding

“What’s with the attitude? As 1 expected, people from rural mountain areas lack manners!” Mildred exclaimed, slamming the table in disapproval.

“Hera, don’t be upset. You can ride in my car. You don’t have to take a cab,” Giselle said

She quickly set down her cutlery and hurried to catch up with Hera before Lilith could. Giselle portrayed herself vividly and thoroughly as a person who was sensible, considerate, and thoughtful toward others.

As Giselle rushed outside, she spotted Hera getting into a sleek black limousine.

Giselle noticed that the emblem on the car was from Lincoln, but before she could catch a glimpse of the license plate, the car vanished around the corner.

The Everetts were considered aristocratic in Norburgh, though they were only on the fringes of the true aristocracy. The cars they provided their children were merely BMWs, each valued at several hundred thousand dollars.

Giselle couldn’t fathom how Hera could afford such a high–class vehicle. She was certain that the car Hera had left in was one she had booked online.

have connections in Norburgh with people who owned luxury vehicles? Giselle hadn’t ever been in

involved with a rich man and become his mistress?

contemplated various scenarios, a flashyred Ferrari pulled up

open, a man stepped out. He was dressed sharply in a white suit and matching

me, Miss Has a young lady come by your place recently?”

taken aback when she recognized the man before

Aaron looked surprised

at just 16, Aaron was seldom in Norburgh. He couldn’t recall meeting Giselle. He thought that

family, one of the four influential families. She had come across photos of Aaron before.

with my face all painted up like that on that

a woman’s back in the distance. From the silhouette, she looked just like

could still somehow measure up to Bernard, who was incredibly

ploded.

pleasant smile and chose not to comment. “Thank you for

referred to as “Boss” could only be associated with the Killians, the most prominent

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highly esteemed among elite social circles. Their cakes were expensive and highly sought after due to their limited modlabil

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seriousness as he said, “My boss wanted ine to ask if you’d be willing to

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elegant “Killian.”

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his boss from the Killian family, the person’s power and states surpassed

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hesitation, she tossed it into the trash.

didn’t matter to her. After all, the mysterious benefactor now owed his life to her,

“Boss, just like you asked, thanded her the strip of

react?” Bernard asked,