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

auditorium gradually died down until it abruptly ceased

now, realizing that what they had witnessed was clearly a prank orchestrated by tea to get back at Lily, using

spines, the students couldn’t help but feel relieved that Hera had suggested the contestant with the lowest

became the new Belle of the Year but also

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

singular message. “Never cross Hera, otherwise, you can kiss

and Tim found themselves alone in

Cavenridge’s undergraduate program? Perhaps joining the Linguistics Department? We’ve established a group to study Terranish and jadonish literature, and we’d be

Hera

graduate students to become their mentor, but

turned

you have in mind?” Tim asked curiously, thinking he

didn’t have a particular college of choice; her main goal was to get closer to the

University. Didn’t expect you to go for Quantford University or Bradbury University. That’s a bit