Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 150

As the music began to play, Lily recognized it as the tune for bunny dance–a catchy dance that most people had learned in kindergarten.

Standing at the center of the stage In her sky–blue strapless dress and six–inch high heels, Lily was stunned upon hearing the familiar melody. She stiftly swayed her body along with the rhythm, eliciting laughter from the audience at her awkward movements.

Flushed with embarrassment and anger, Lily realized she had become a ridiculous clown. Feeling utterly ashamed, she covered her face and hastily fled the stage.

The laughter in the audience persisted.

“Don’t go! Keep dancing! I can’t get enough of this. Hahaha! One of the students urged.

“How ironic. I guess we should probably think twice before recommending someone for the event. You never know who might end up being the clown,” Hera’s voice echoed from the speaker, her tone indifferent

laughter in the auditorium gradually died down until

voted for Hera found the situation less amusing now, realizing that what they had witnessed was clearly a prank orchestrated by tea to get back at Lily, using the event stage to

had suggested the contestant with the lowest score to dance

the new Belle of the Year but

forum with titles like “Hera Wows Everyone with her Incredible Terranish Accent“, “Don’t Mess with this Belle Unless You Want to Do the Bunny Dance like that Class A Student“, “Karma is a Batch, Proven by My Newest Goddess“, and

message. “Never cross Hera,

the speech contest concluded, Hera and Tim found

you considered Cavenridge’s undergraduate program? Perhaps joining the Linguistics Department? We’ve established a group to study Terranish and

interested, Hera replied without besitation.

He had declined numerous requests from graduate students to become

was turned down instead.

Tim asked curiously, thinking he could recommend her to

replied. In fact, she didn’t have a particular college of choice; her main goal was to get closer to

Quantford University