Under the heiress facade

Chapter 9

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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.

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

become his mistress? If that were true, it

a flashyred Ferrari

sharply in a white suit and matching leather shoes. He had a

a young lady come by your

aback when she recognized the man

me?” Aaron looked

was seldom in Norburgh. He couldn’t recall meeting Giselle. He thought that Giselle must be the person who rescued Bernard that day. “Yeah, I’ve seen you.” Giselle nodded

the four influential families. She had come

face all painted up

saw a woman’s back in the distance.

out in looks, Aaron thought she could still somehow measure up to Bernard, who was incredibly handsome Aaron had a gut feeling that the

was ploded. “That

maintained a pleasant smile and chose not to comment. “Thank you for rescuing my boss. Her requested me to return this to you,”

as “Boss” could only be associated with the Killians,

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pleasure. Anything else he wanted to say? selle

mamarod to keep

Amon happily tehdleved an elegant cake box from the passenger seat and handed it in lies

striped b

as a special gift for meeting van,”

check However, her resolve softened when

circles. Their cakes were expensive and highly sought after due to their limited

from this bras the most,” Giselle sal happily as

boss wanted ine to

a bold and

atop the cake

elegant “Killian.”

renowned Killiam tamily? This

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

shady with

on to my boss. I won’t keep you any

at the cake box in het hand, feeling ecstark, She glanced at the strip ni tabele îi her

hesitation, she tossed it into the trash. Whose

to her. After all, the mysterious benefactor now owed

number. “Boss, just like you asked, thanded her the strip of fabric andl

did she react?” Bernard

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