The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 158

Tristan remained frozen in his stroke-like stance with his mouth hanging open and drooling, looking like a complete fool, until the school security had to drag him away.

With her backing gone, Arabella didn’t dare cause any more trouble. Despite now being the heiress of the Brooks family, her past deeds in Havenwood were too vile and fresh in everyone’s memory for anyone to want to associate with her.

The only ones hovering around her were those hoping to climb up the social ladder through her connection with the Brooks family.

So she had no choice but to feign peace. “Coral, I may have misunderstood what happened earlier. I ran upstairs too quickly.”

“Shut up!” Coral stepped forward and slapped her. “Stop pretending. You set me up on purpose! If not, why were you just crying while your mentally ill brother was hitting me and not stopping him?”

“You… you hit me!” Arabella had been enjoying a privileged life in Rivenwood for the past month, being pampered nonstop by the Brooks family. She was used to being treated like a queen and couldn’t bear any insults or mistreatment.

“Yeah, I hit you! You can frame me, so why can’t I hit you?!” Coral had always had a short fuse. Each time she thought about how Arabella used her in the past, she could feel her blood boil.

“You didn’t fall over earlier or later, but precisely when you were passing by me! With all your crying and shouting, who would believe you weren’t intentionally framing me?!”

Having said that, Coral turned around and walked away. However, halfway out, she started to worry. Ever since the Lockwood family was disciplined by Percival, she was no longer the reckless child who only caused trouble for her family.

She was now afraid of possible revenge from the Brooks family, given that she had offended Arabella and hit Tristan.

So, after much thought, she decided to seek advice from Vivienne.

having nothing else to do, was feeding

the documents while chewing and puffing her cheeks like a little squirrel made Percival swallow a lump in

called

was puzzled as

transfer to Class Eighteen?” Coral

Vivienne’s response She tadalvege looked down upon Class Eighteen and didn’t have a good relationship with

then transfer Vivienne didn’t object

much of a

school to process the paperwork right away

as Vivienne turned back to her documents, Percival stuffed another nut mio ter mouth She glanced at him and saw him sitting there, watching her with a smile on his face, bong as if he were appreciating a

the atmosphere in the living room wESS eerily silent. Judith sat on a leather couch, watching her eldest son, Scott, answer a prom call. After a few murmurs, he hung up. She finally asked,

elderly woman she

was no falsification. Arabella is indeed my daughter.” Scott

on the coffee table.

Brooks, Judith’s second son, asked with confusion, “Didn’t we do a pareminy test when we first brought her back? Why do

you and Scott not believe that Arabella is Scott’s daughter?” Melissa Brooks, Judins daughter, chimed in. She then shook her head. “I think

‘Aunt Beatrice” was none

old and clouded eyes narrowing, exuding an aura of solemnity. She remained silent. Scott also kept a

her. “Mom, Uncle Scott

the room fell

Havenwood, her accusations of rape against her foster father, and

deliberately kept from the Brooks until the last minute by which time the rest of the town’s prominent

in Havenwood jail twice.” Ashley recounted as

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on her face while ticking off her fingers. “Once for nearly killing someone with her botched medical skills, and then again for trying

foster father was too soft. He didn’t press charges for slander, or else she would’ve been in jail a

it!” Melissa intervened, noticing

I don’t say it, does that mean others won’t? Do you have any idea how much I was embarrassed