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.

careful line. Strict enough to maintain order, but never so far as to cross

offending one of

weren’t something they

Wendy’s eyes, Jean

the illegitimate daughter of one of the school’s staff, and that she got into the school through that

just a rumor, most people

off a rich-girl vibe at

She looked insecure, withdrawn.

she really was some teacher’s secret kid, that would explain

Wendy didn’t like Jean.

because of her supposedly humble origins—her

who, aside from being sort of cute, had nothing going for

no question. Lacey was a well-bred

a nuisance she could scold

“Ms.”

if I actually swore

count as swearing at all. At most, it

cold. She clearly didn’t take

this girl supposed to be quiet and antisocial? When did

tone was severe. “I need you to learn how to admit when you’re

woman had

smile and said, “Well, maybe

Jean turned around and showed

stared at the glaring red paint smeared across Jean’s pants,

people who said I was yelling at them. They 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 yourself. It’s real paint. Isn’t

aside. Her face twisted in disgust. “Jean, are you

she wanted to scrub her arm

were being blamed for something you didn’t do, wouldn’t you go a little crazy too? Don’t

end, Jean was “invited” to the

single word was spared. She didn’t try to save face

go to the sports field and pick up trash. She

want to go at

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

of the office, a girl with blunt bangs and a high ponytail

“Jean!”