When Serena Everett arrived at the dical school classroom, the class was already halfway through.
"Excuse ."
She lightly knocked on the door and stood quietly at the entrance, imdiately drawing everyone’s attention.
Once they saw her face, everyone in the class couldn’t help but gasp; their only thought was: unbelievably beautiful!
They had heard that a transfer student would be joining their class, but they never expected the student to be so stunning!
The displeasure of Professor Langley, who was lecturing on stage, dissipated a little, "Co in and sit down, but next ti, don’t be this late again..."
Before Professor Langley could finish, a sharp, cutting female voice rang out.
"Professor, you can’t just let her in like this. It’s her first day attending class at Imperia University, and she’s already this late, clearly showing she doesn’t respect your class. If you let her off this easily, what example will it set for everyone else?"
Serena looked towards the source of the voice and t the proud, disdainful eyes of Yara Shawnessy.
Serena recognized her; she was one of the "good friends" following Cassia Everett around.
"The class leader does have a point..." Professor Langley hesitated for a mont before speaking, "Then you’ll have to write a 3,000-word self-reflection, and hand it to tomorrow after you’ve completed it! Alright, co in and listen to the class attentively now!"
Serena casually found a seat and sat down, her delicate brows lazily raised.
No way was she going to write that self-reflection.
She’d just pick a ’lucky goose’ later to write it for her...
Yara huffed coldly at Serena with hostility and imdiately took out her phone discreetly to text Cassia Everett.
[Cassia, don’t worry. As long as I’m in the dical departnt for a day, Serena won’t have a good day. I’ll definitely stick up for you!]
So what if Serena was the biological daughter of the main branch of the Everett Family? A country bumpkin who spent so many years in the countryside could never compare to the outstanding Cassia!
A country bumpkin daring to upset Cassia; she would definitely teach her a lesson for Cassia! Ideally, she’d get this country bumpkin kicked out of Imperia University!
As soon as class was over, Serena received a ssage from Damian Quinn.
[Little one, how’s your first day at Imperia University going?]
She had casually ntioned to him before that she would be attending Imperia University, but she didn’t expect him to rember.
Serena’s heart ward a little, her fair fingers typing back slowly.
[Alright.]
The reply ca quickly, with a doting tone evident between the lines.
[Little one, you can co to your brother for anything you need.]
Thinking of the little girl’s unhappy deanor from the day before, Damian’s eyes darkened suddenly, exuding a chilling aura.
He didn’t want to see the little girl suffer any more grievances.
Looking at the ssage, Serena felt even warr inside, and then blinked her eyes coolly, a sly gleam emanating from her exceptionally beautiful fox-like eyes.
Wasn’t the ’lucky goose’ here?
[I actually have sothing I need your help with now.]
[A 3,000-word self-reflection is due today; write it for .]
A self-reflection?
Looking at the ssage from the little girl, Damian lightly chuckled indulgently, the coolness in his eyes tinged with helplessness.
The little girl really knew how to give him a hard ti.
He had lived all these years and had never written a self-reflection.
"Master Damian, there’s a eting starting in ten minutes..." Chase Sherman knocked and ca in, noticing Damian hunched over writing sothing. This serious deanor was even more earnest than negotiating a billion-dollar deal.
Just as Chase wondered what could make Master Damian so serious, he saw the large words—self-reflection.
Chase was completely stunned, his mouth agape in shock that their Master Damian was actually writing a self-reflection?!
"Master Damian, why are you suddenly writing a self-reflection?!"
Damian’s expression remained unchanged, his deep, magnetic voice unconsciously laced with doting, "Writing it for the little girl."
Chase: "..."
The little girl actually dared to command Master Damian to write a self-reflection, and their Master Damian sincerely did it for her.
If this were to get out, the entire company would be wide-eyed in shock...
Without raising his head, Damian continued writing the self-reflection, his tone flat but carrying a note of indisputability.
"Postpone the eting by twenty minutes."
He had to complete what the little girl tasked him with first.
Chase, naturally able to guess his intention, couldn’t help but inwardly sigh quietly.
Wow, just look at how their Master Damian was acting like such a pushover!
...
During the break.
"Hey, how many buildings did the Everett Family donate to get you into Imperia University School of dicine?"
Yara looked at Serena haughtily, unable to hide the disdain in her eyes, her sense of superiority almost spilling over.
Although Cassia hadn’t explicitly told her, she could guess that the Everett Family surely had thrown money at Imperia University, otherwise how could Imperia University possibly allow a country bumpkin with terrible grades like Serena into the dical school?!
Serena put away her phone, her flawless white porcelain face showing no emotion, yet sohow invoked involuntary fear in people.
"None of your damn business."
"You..." Yara was struck speechless for a mont, her hostility towards Serena deepening, "Everyone look, she’s guilty, she really got into Imperia University through the Everett Family’s money!"
With just a few words, Yara managed to make the whole class think poorly of Serena.
She was right, being pretty didn’t matter; she still got in through the back door!
They all got in through genuine skills and disdain this kind of backdoor entry!
Getting into Imperia University School of dicine was devilishly hard; they barely managed to get admitted, yet now she strolled in so easily through backdoor ans, how could anyone accept that?
Realizing the class sided with her, Yara confidently continued with a cold sneer.
"Don’t think that just because the Everett Family paid for your entry into the School of dicine you can act recklessly! You’re already late on your first day, people like you who aren’t motivated don’t deserve to be in our class!"
She took the backdoor into the dical school but didn’t know how to cherish it; late on her first day, such a person really doesn’t deserve to be in the sa class as them!
Listening to Yara’s words, the class’s impression of Serena worsened, and they couldn’t help but echo.
"The class leader is right, if you don’t want to attend class, don’t affect us!"
"That’s right, if you disrupt us again, we’ll certainly band together and lodge a complaint with the dean to have you expelled from our dical school!"
No matter how much money the Everett Family throws around, if they unite in protest, the school would surely not risk alienating all the students for the sake of one Serena!
Then they’ll certainly succeed in getting her kicked out of the dical school!
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