Under the Heiress' Facade

The next day, Hera put on Cavenridge’s uniform. On her tall and perfect figure, the regular light gray uniform appeared like a fashionable dress.

She totally outshone Giselle next to her, especially her long, straight, and fair legs below the pleated skirt

Hera and Giselle went to the academy in the same car, After getting out of the car, Giselle quietly distanced herself from Hera, | lest she became Hera’s foll

In a few steps, a huge banner hanging at the academy’s gate came into their sight. Written on it was “Congratulations to Hera, the second daughter of the Everett family, for a perfect score!”

Several girls in uniform stood at the academy’s gate, handing every student a little gitt with a smile.

“To congratulate Hera for her perfect score in all four subjects, the academy’s cafeteria is free of charge today. All meals will be on the Everett family.”

The woman in the lead was none other than Judy, a housekeeper at the Everett residence. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hera was dumbfounded. Such a high–profile and vulgar approach was indeed the style of the nouveau riche,

Seeing James showing off openly, Giselle felt somewhat happy instead of jealous

Walking back to Hera, Giselle advised pretentiously. “Is this your first time seeing such a scene? Dad will ask you to give a speech in front of the reporters. You can think about what to say first. Don’t slur your words in nervousness later.”

She was used to such scenes because the Everett family would hold a banquet on her birthday every year. But a country bumpkin like Hera had probably never met as many people as a grade of students at Cavenridge and would definitelyger stage fright, making a fool of herself.

“If you don’t know what to say, you can say. Hey, where are you going? The open classroom is this way! As Giselle was talking, she found that Hera wasn’t listening but striding toward the faculty building

She caught up and grabbed Hera “Don’t wander around! This is the academy. Over there is the faculty building. It’s not like in the rural village, where you can walk around freely.”

Giselle’s voice was loud enough to attract the laughter of several passing classmates.

“Haha! The country bumpkin has come to town..”

“Not everyone can climb the social ladder. A bumpkin is a bumpkin. One’s nature can’t be changed.”

Giselle secretly rejoiced. This was the effect she wanted!

“Don’t touch me! Where I go Is none of your business” Hera slapped Giselle’s hand away

“Don’t wander around. If you get lost, you’ll be late. It’ll affect Dad’s schedule, Giselle reminded Hera innocently.

To others, Giselle seemed to be bullied by Hera, looking pitiful

“How arrogant! Does she really think of herself as the Everett familly’s daughter?”

“So what if she’s beautiful and gor a perfect score in the exam? Her barbarian character is unlikable!”

“Alter all, she comes from a rural village. Even though she’s adopted by the Everett family, she’ll always be a fake daughter rather than a real one.”

Hera glanced coldly at the gossiping classmates, saying, “That’s right. A fake is a take and can’t become the real one, just like a snob will remain a snob even if they become a student at Gwenridge.”

Giselle’s face turned pale. Hera was mocking her as the fake daughter.

Those female classmates thought Hera was self–confessing at first but then realized she was teasing them. They felt as if they had shot themselves in the foot.

Hera didn’t bother to tangle with them. She headed straight to the Dean of Students‘ office.

“What? You want to switch to Class K? What’s wrong with Class A?”