Chapter 68 Seventy Points Higher

The voice-it was unmistakably Vera’s.

Eileen pondered, It makes sense. Vera was being bullied at school. Why would Eric continue to allow her to endure such mistreatment?

Turning around, Mary noticed her and greeted, “Ms. Eileen.”

Vera quickly stood up upon hearing this. “Eileen.”

She flashed a beautiful smile. “Why aren’t you in your school uniform? As soon as I heard you were discharged, I came to go to school with you. From now on, we’ll be at the same school, Eileen. Please take good care of me in the future.”

The situation had Eileen pondering whether it was fate.

In her previous life, Vera also attended Petalburg High School.

everyone.

Eileen had always believed that changes in this life would alter the fate of However, she realized that, regardless, everything seemed to follow the same path as in her previous life.

So, will Vera still meet the same fate? And will I also… Or perhaps everyone’s destiny is predetermined from the very beginning, unable to be altered….

Noticing her silence, Vera questioned, “Eileen… what’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine,” Eileen responded indifferently.

Just then, Mary informed them, “Ms. Eileen, Ms. Vera, we can start the meal once Mr. Swan

arrives.”

Exiting the kitchen, Eileen poured herself a glass of cold milk. In a haze, it felt like she could hear Sharon’s voice in her mind, “How could you drink something cold first thing in the morning? I’ve already warmed up a cup of milk for you.”

Will and Eric, both dressed in black suits, descended the stairs one after the other, still engaged in a conversation. “This project demands our close attention. We cannot afford any. mistakes, the former cautioned.

“Yes, Father.”

your stomach. The milk is already heated; why don’t you opt for something

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the comment, Eric swiftly cast a glance with his deep, hawk-like

closed the refrigerator door, saying.

seat at the

business discussions with Eric for a while. It was only then that he

dressed like this? Where’s your uniform?”

spoonful of oatmeal, sipping it gently before responding, “I’ve decided not to go to school for a while. I

nodded. “That works too.”

way, Mr. Swan, Ms. Eileen… not long ago, I received a call from the school. They want Ms. Eileen to participate in a competition at

kind of

report card and some prizes. The person who delivered them said that since Ms. Eileen didn’t

but useless stuff,” Will stated, dismissing his daughter’s

long grown accustomed to her father’s disparaging remarks. She kept her

in, “No, Mr. Swan. The prize is a small statuette, seemingly made of gold. It’s simply exquisite! Allow me to fetch it for

quickly brought over the items, which included an

hesitated for a moment before setting down his utensils

a very thin sheet of Blake paper revealed the scores

scores, his eyes grim, and the emotions on his face mysteriously

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medal, a golden knight on horseback wielding a spear and shield, was

I can’t even tell. All she ever

spoon in her hand as the discarded report card landed right next to Eric’s feet.

up, Eric examined it, revealing that almost every subject

full marks.

Eileen’s average score for each subject ranged from

Will’s assistance;

question persisted-did she attain this through her own efforts, or

was the only one who knew the answer to that.

surreptitiously took a glance and was astonished. Eileen’s scores in every

at Cloudburg Public School, would place her at least in the top three of

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