Chapter 12

Blythe had been waiting for Estelle in the office building Seeing her come out, Blythe immediately ran over and asked, “So, what did the advisor say? How are they gonna punish you?”

Estelle, carrying a backpack with both hands on the straps, replied calmly, “Why would they punish me? It was self-defense!”

Blythe looked at her disbelievingly, “Brooke’s leg is broken, and her dad came in all angry. You think they’ll just let it go?”

Estelle chuckled, “Well, it’s all settled now!”

Although Blythe had doubts, she breathed a sigh of relief, followed Estelle out of school while murnbling, “It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been obsessed with my crush, we would’ve left earlier, and this wouldn’t have happened.” Estelle didn’t mind, “Brooke seemed prepared, maybe she was waiting for me out there. Leaving early or late wouldn’t make a difference!”

“Serves her right for breaking her leg!” Blythe was furious, but then her expression changed, and her eyes lit up while looking at Estelle. “Estelle, have you practiced martial arts? Teach me how to take down Brooke with just one move!”

Estelle pursed her lips, “It was probably just a coincidence!”

Blythe rolled her eyes, “I got excited for nothing, I thought you were from some mysterious martial arts family!” Estelle sneered, “Watch fewer novels; they’re not good for your brain development!”

As they talked and laughed, they slowly walked out of the school gate. Just outside the gate, Blythe tugged Estelle’s arm and gestured to the left, “Look, it’s Angel Carmella!”

Estelle looked over to see a Mercedes parked by the side of the road. The driver had stepped out and was helping Carmella into the car.

Many people stopped and stared, girls filled with envy and boys filled with admiration. Some even shouted “Goddess!”

Blythe sighed, “Why is Carmella so lucky? Good at academics, pretty and born into a rich family! If I had just one of these things, I’d worship the god for treating me well!”

Estelle averted her gaze, smiling, “The last two are predetermined, but you can work hard on the first one!” “Forget it, with my IQ, I can’t catch up even if I work hard. But you can!” Blythe turned to look at Estelle, “Honestly, if you had a rich dad, the Campus Queen title wouldn’t belong to anyone else. Unfortunately, you lost to Carmella in family background, so you can only be a Campus Princess.”

Estelle nodded in agreement, “You can secretly call me the Campus Queen.”

burst into laughter, dragging Estelle to buy ice cream across the street, “Stop dreaming! It’s my

I want two!” Estelle

so you

car. Today Bennett came home early, and

Simone, “When you have time, call Estelle

looked up, “Is

without any reason? Bennett frowned slightly. “Besides, there was a

felt guilty and said, “You call

softly, “Dad’s right. There’s no overnight hatred among family members. I’ll make a cake for Estelle this

is so

He mentioned there’s an art exhibition at the art museum in early June. He

lit up,

“Yeah,” Simone nodded.

theme for the exhibit. Simone came in with a bowl of

out her previous paintings and asked Simone

suggested that Simone keep looking

bit. Her finger touched the computer mouse, and the screen lit

University of J City forum, with the eye-catching title: Estelle and Brooke

on campus!

fighting over a boy at school. The comment section was lively, filled with various

she read, only taking a few glances before closing the page. Her face turned sour. Estelle was her biological daughter, mistakenly switched at birth and didn’t return to the family until she was seventeen. Simone wanted to make up for it, but after seeing Estelle’s attitude, how could she not favor

disclosed that Estelle was the daughter of the Macclain family. She couldn’t face such

remained gloomy. Returning to the bedroom, she saw Bennett about to make

startled, “What

darkened, “I don’t want

It was all fine during dinner,” Bennett

to see her!” Simone snapped before grabbing her sleeping clothes and heading to

on

Villa del Sol

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