The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Carrie and Yasmin walked to the venue's entrance. However, the student council members and security guards stopped them on their way.

"Sorry, you can't enter without a valid student ID."

Due to the previous incident, the academy had heightened security measures, especially for large events like this, making it hard to enter the campus.

After security denied Yasmin's entry, she looked troubled.

In any other place, she could have easily confronted those blocking her way. However, she could not do that at the academy, as she did not want to cause trouble for Carrie and make her daily school life uncomfortable.

"Yasmin, I'll be fine."

Carrie gently squeezed Yasmin's calloused hand. "If you're still worried about me, you can wait right here. You can rush in to protect me if you're here, right?"

Reluctantly, Yasmin agreed, "Alright, I'll stay here. If you feel unwell, text me right away."

Carrie nodded obediently and followed the crowd into the hall.

Once the event began, the doors closed.

Carrie avoided the front seats and found a spot in

the black piano on stage, her heart clenched, and

had buried the shadows that haunted her entire student life-started to resurface, lurking in

the anniversary event was about to start, the stage lights brightened and the hall lights

chatter

lowered her eyes, hesitant to look

piano appeared like a monstrous creature, ready to

the sound of high heels approached from

her eyes down but sensed

been a while,

familiar, sultry voice laced with mockery and teasing sliced through Carrie's throat

with anxiety. "Knowing my brother has your back, you

red lips curled into a smile with a cold sneer. "Well; after all, we used to be classmate's. If you end up marrying my brother, I'll be your sister-in-law. So,

breathing hitched as she

recalled Yasmin's words but

just his subordinate. What good would it do to text her? It would only complicate things for Yasmin, and Carrie did not want to embarrass her. "What