When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

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Chapter 5 Who Wouldn’t Go Crazy After Being Falsely Accused?

Jean smiled faintly, but her eyes were icy cold. “I’m actually really easy to get along with. If that doesn’t happen, maybe take a good look at yourselves.”

She shook her head with regret. “Give your brains a shake, see if you can hear the ocean in there. Maybe your heads are flooded. That’s the only way you’d think pulling something like this was a good idea.”

Jean’s words kept coming, and some of the kids actually started to go pale.

The classroom fell into a heavy silence. No one said a word. No one even thought to argue.

Right then—

The sharp clack of high heels echoed from behind.

Homeroom teacher Wendy had just arrived at the classroom door.

She had only just gotten there, but managed to catch the last few words Jean had said.

Wendy narrowed her eyes and swept her gaze across the classroom. Her voice was cold and stern. “What’s going on here?”

The students acted like they’d just been saved. Everyone let out a breath.

“Ms. Wendy.” A tall, slender girl quickly raised her hand. Her skin was pale, her features delicate, and her voice was soft and airy like a spring breeze. “Jean was yelling at people just now.”

She didn’t even pause. In the blink of an eye, she pinned a “crime” on Jean.

Jean looked over at her.

The girl’s name was Lacey. A well-known heiress at the academy.

Unlike Jean, she was always the center of attention.

Wendy nodded and didn’t question Lacey’s words at all.

The teachers at Stellarford Academy were under a lot of pressure.

Sure, they came from decent backgrounds and had impressive resumes, but in front of these silver-spoon-fed heirs and heiresses, they were the ones on the bottom.

walk a careful line. Strict enough to maintain order, but never so

offending one

weren’t

Jean was

were even rumors going around that she was the

if it was just a rumor, most people

give off a rich-girl vibe at

She looked insecure, withdrawn.

some teacher’s secret kid, that would

Wendy didn’t like Jean.

supposedly humble origins—her grades were

cute, had nothing going for her. Nothing about her made people want to

Lacey was a well-bred young

she

“Ms.”

actually swore at someone just now, then may I be doomed to eat nothing but porridge for the rest of my

said couldn’t count as swearing at all. At most, it

cold. She clearly didn’t take Jean’s

to be quiet and antisocial? When did she

tight. Her tone was severe. “I need you to learn

woman had already decided she

maybe you should take a look at

Jean turned around and showed

at the glaring red paint smeared across Jean’s pants, eyes wide in shock. “What happened to

did it.” Jean blinked at her, reached down to touch the paint on her pants, then reached out and wiped it on Wendy’s sleeve. “See for

slapped Jean’s hand aside. Her face twisted in disgust. “Jean,

she wanted to scrub her arm

completely at ease. “If you were being blamed for something you didn’t do,

the end, Jean was “invited”

her the moment they got there. Not a single word

gave her a punishment: go to the sports field and pick up trash. She wasn’t allowed to come back until she’d picked up

to go at

here would just be more frustrating. Might as well get

girl with blunt bangs

“Jean!”