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 it abruptly ceased altogether.

realizing that what they had witnessed was clearly a prank orchestrated by

chill running down their spines, the students couldn’t help but feel relieved that Hera had suggested the contestant with

the new Belle of the Year but also the talk of the school form.

Wows Everyone with her Incredible Terranish Accent“, “Don’t Mess with this Belle Unless You Want to Do the

posts reflected mixed reviews about Hera, they all conveyed a singular message. “Never cross Hera,

contest concluded, Hera and Tim found themselves alone in the prep room

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

not interested, Hera replied without besitation.

to

turned

asked curiously, thinking he could recommend her to other

replied. In fact, she didn’t have a particular college of choice; her

thought you’d say Vardhar University or Comridge University. Didn’t expect you to go for Quantford University or Bradbury University. That’s a