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.

to walk a careful line. Strict enough to maintain

offending one of

that weren’t something they

Jean was clearly an

invisible. There were even rumors going around that she was the illegitimate daughter of one of the school’s staff, and that she got

just a

give off a rich-girl vibe at

She looked insecure, withdrawn.

was some teacher’s secret kid, that

Wendy didn’t like Jean.

just because of her supposedly humble origins—her

of girl who, aside from being sort of cute, had nothing going for her. Nothing about her made people want to be

was no question. Lacey was a well-bred young lady whose reputation needed

just a nuisance she could

“Ms.”

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

couldn’t count as swearing at

She clearly didn’t

quiet and antisocial?

she said, lips drawn tight. Her tone was severe. “I

woman had already decided she was

harmless little smile and said, “Well, maybe you

she spoke, Jean turned around and showed

at the glaring red paint smeared across Jean’s pants, eyes wide in

down to touch the paint on

hand aside. Her face twisted

to scrub her arm clean on

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

end, Jean was

got there. Not a single word was spared.

pick up trash. She wasn’t allowed to come back until she’d picked

to go

it, staying here would just be more frustrating. Might as

office, a girl with blunt bangs and a high

“Jean!”