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Chapter 572

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, she swung her fist, and before Jessica could react, it connected with her eye socket.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A sharp pain shot through her, so intense that she stumbled backward.</font></font>Original content from N?velDrama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The yground erupted with the sound of Jessica’s cries and howls. After a few minutes, when she removed her hand from her eye, the bruised mess revealed itself. To everyone’s astonishment, it was perfectly symmetrical with her other eye.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The crowd was stunned.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany had imed she’d made Jessica’s eyes look the same, and she’d delivered.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Oh my,” people thought.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ignoring the varied expressions of disbelief around her, Tiffany strode forward and pulled the dazed Zoe up from the ground.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Tiffany, there you are.” Zoe lowered her head, a self–reproachful expression shadowing her face. “I’m sorry, Tiffany. I got you in trouble again.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You do should feel sorry.” Tiffany’s voice was sharp, her tone a little colder than Zoe expected.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zoe’s heart sank. Meeting Tiffany’s icy gaze, she froze, wondering, ‘She must be upset with me.’</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sadness filled her, but before she could spiral further, Tiffany added, “I’ve taught you so many self–defense moves, and yet you only hit her in one eye?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zoe was speechlesss.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Relief washed over Zoe, and she lunged toward Tiffany, tears spilling as she cried out, “I’m sorry, Tiffany! Next time, I’ll make sure to hit her in both eyes so they look the same!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Now that’s more like it,” Tiffany said.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Their casual, almost conspiratorial exchange carried over to the stunned crowd.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The spectators were all incredulous.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That was exactly the way Tiffany was, vindictive and rude.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">While most people were left gawking, those familiar with Tiffany’s methods weren’t entirely surprised. Among them, however, was Jessica, who seethed with rage. She red at them, her temper exploding.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“We’ll see if you two still have this smug attitude after I get you expelled!” Jessica whipped out her phone and dialed, “Wait till the principal hears about this!” she snapped.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She also had connections.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany, unimpressed, raised an eyebrow, her expression remaining breezy.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But just at this time, Tiffany’s phone rang.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was Richard.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany answered, “Hello, Richard.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Where are you?” came his low voice.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“At school.” Tiffany replied, “It sounds a bit noisy.” Richard rose and moved to the floor–to–ceiling window at the top of Royal Tower. Looking in the direction of Lovell School, he asked in a soft tone, “Did you miss me?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It hadn’t even been three hours since they’d parted at noon.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany’s lips twitched as she prepared to reply, but before she could speak, Jessica stormed over, yelling loudly enough for Richard to hear. “Tiffany, just you wait! In less than five minutes, I’ll make you cry and drive you out of Lovell City!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Who gave her the nerve to say that?‘ Tiffany thought.</font></font>


    Tiffany chuckled, giving Jessica a look that seemed to say, “God bless you!” and “How could you be so stupid?”


    “Were you bullied?” Richard’s voice turned ice–cold.


    Tiffany replied casually, “Just a small conflict.”


    Richard didn’t press further, only admonishing her with a hint of tenderness. “Behave in ss, and don’t forget to miss me.”


    “Uh–huh,” Tiffany answered nonchntly.


    As the call ended, Richard turned to John, who was standing by. His voice was sharp andmanding. “Find out what happened to Tiffany at school today. Whoever dared to provoke her–make sure they leave Lovell City.”


    “Yes, Mr. Hampton!” John nodded briskly and hurried off.


    Meanwhile, on the school yground, the principal arrived in a rush, sweat dripping from his forehead, evidence that he’d jogged all the way.


    Jessica pointed at her swollen eye and cried dramatically, “Uncle, I’ve been bullied! Look at my eye–it hurts so much! I want you to expel them both. And they need to apologize to me! I also reserve the right to hold them ountable!”


    This humiliation couldn’t go unpunished.


    Hearing Jessica call the principal “Uncle“, the onlookers exchanged knowing nces.


    No wonder Zoe was expelled so easily. It turned out that the principal was Jessica’s uncle.


    That exined everything!


    The crowd murmured amongst themselves, curious to see how this would unfold.


    Jessica’s expression was smug, but her confidence wavered as her uncle wiped the sweat from his brow and turned toward Tiffany. His tone underwent a shocking transformation as he said warmly, “Oh, it’s fine. A little scuffle like this only helps strengthen bonds between students. Tiffany, you didn’t get hurt, did you?”


    The sudden shift left everyone stunned.


    Jessica, bbergasted, rushed forward, shrieking, “Uncle! I’m the one who got hit! This bitch punched me!”


    ‘Strengthen bonds? Come on, I have no intention of forging bonds with Tiffany!‘ she thought.


    The principal pursed his lips. “It’s just a punch–it’ll heal in a couple of days. Besides, you should feel honored to have been touched by Tiffany.”


    ‘What? Honored? What the hell!‘ Jessica thought. She was totally seething.


    Jessica was almost growling, so furious that tears welled up in her eyes.


    Tiffany, however, hadn’t uttered a single word from beginning to end. She stood there, feeling a twinge of absurd amusement at the scene unfolding before her.


    Earlier, she had been suspended for a week as punishment after she got into trouble and kicked someone into an artificialke during a fight. It was during a time when she and Richard were at odds, and everyone seemed to relish mocking her, seizing every opportunity to step on her while she was down.


    She was sure the principal was ying it so “reasonable” now because Richard must have warned him before.


    Raising an eyebrow, she asked, “I heard Zoe’s getting expelled?”


    “No way! Whoever spread that rumor is lying,” the principal snapped.


    “Well, we’re off to ss then,” Tiffany replied coolly and tugged Zoe away from the yground.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jessica burned with rage and made to follow them, but the principal stopped her with a firm hand on her shoulder.“Jessica, you’ll need to transfer to another school.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why?” Jessica demanded, her voice trembling.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Because you messed with the wrong person,” the principal said.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Tiffany and Zoe returned to the ssroom, Tiffany noticed that the seating arrangement had changed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In her usual spot now sat Melody, scowling as if she owned the ce.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Melody nced up with a look of utter disinterest as Tiffany stepped inside. Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, an unspoken exchange crackled in the air.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Still breathing, huh?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Not going anywhere before you do.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany selected a different seat and settled in.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">One ss passed uneventfully, and soon, the bell rang for dismissal.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany, having arrivedte to school today, wasted no time. She gathered her belongings and walked out with Zoe.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As they approached the school gates, they noticed Jessica being ushered away by her family.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her parents were sternly lecturing her, while Jessica trudged behind them, head bowed and sulking.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zoe gave a soft snort. “Tiffany, you wouldn’t know since you weren’t here, but this girl has been unbearable–always looking for ways to speak ill of you. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I punched her the other day.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany shook her head. “She’s not worth it. Let’s just go.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The two of them exited the school gates together.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The driver of the Kelley family was already waiting at the curb. Tiffany and Zoe approached the car. Just as Tiffany reached for the door handle, a vehicle suddenly sped down the road, its engine roaring as it veered sharply.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It wasn’t heading toward them–it was elerating toward Melody, who had just stepped out of the school gate.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zoe let out a startled scream. “Ah! She’s going to get hit!”</font></font>
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