When the Family Ch 8

Chapter 8 She Deserves an Apology

Jean couldn’t care less. She walked straight to her seat without glancing sideways.

Her desk was a single. She was the only one in class without a seatmate.

The moment she sat down, the classroom door suddenly slammed

open.

Everyone’s attention was immediately drawn to it-

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The person who entered was none other than their homeroom teacher, Wendy.

Her eyes were red, her expression defeated. Her gaze swept across the room before settling on Jean.

She hurried toward Jean’s seat, steps unsteady.

Everyone thought Wendy was about to tear into Jean again. Their eyes lit up with interest, faces full of schadenfreude. Jean stayed calm.

She could tell something was off. Wendy looked like a lion who had lost her fight–tail tucked, dragging herself forward in pain.

As Jean wondered whether someone in Wendy’s family had died, or if the woman herself was on her last leg, Wendy stopped in front of her and, without warning, spoke-

“Jean.”

Her voice trembled slightly.

jean sat in her seat, raising her eyes with perfect ease, calmly waiting for Wendy to continue,

Wendy’s shoulders twitched. “I… I want to apologize. I was wrong about you. I shouldn’t have punished you….”

To the students waiting for drama, this was like a bolt from the blue.

What the hell?! Wendy was… apologizing?

It felt like the world had flipped upside down.

Jean, on the other hand, didn’t look surprised.

Winston must’ve stepped

it, Miss

ww

She gave a small smile, lier eyes bright. “If we want fairness

been watching and enjoying the show this whole time. Wendy froze

like it, but she knew she didn’t have the right to

want

say no anymore

deepened “There’s a security camera in

The atmosphere shitted immediately.

began to look

in

7:39 PM ₫ H

She

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Her eyes had a lazy chill to them, and her voice turned sharp. “I was the one

how cold she looked. Maybe it was how solid her words landed. Either

even looked visibly

they pulled

was a

a boy named Deon

clear as day. The person who had planted the prank toy on Jean’s chair

from a well–off

into the classroom before Jean arrived and casually placed

In fact, they looked entertained–eager to see

but the rest? They were

up immediately, but there wasn’t a hint of remorse in his face. His eyes were

the middle, stuck between two immovable

ordered her to clean this up before her reassignment, make sure everything was resolved

Jean wanted justice and Deon

It was a deadlock

at Deon coldly. Her tone was

hesitation. “Don’t use that tone with me! You’re just some bastard daughter of

Everyone believed the rumor.

Jean was the illegitimate child of a Stellarford staff

using it

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