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Chapter 347: Chapter 346: How Did You Get Here

No, he had told Gabriel to keep a low profile and that once she finished her studies at this school, she could manage one of the company’s subsidiaries under his na.

Gabriel had promised him to change for the better, study hard, and live a good life. How could she make trouble at school?

He glanced at his cell phone. He had just sent Gabriel a ssage just now, but she hadn’t replied yet.

The atmosphere in the room was tense.

Gillian Thompson sat to the side, listening to Vivian Wilson lecturing Grace Harrison.

Since Gillian knew Vivian was on her side, she felt relieved.

Although she had fallen out with the Thompson family, there were still people who recognized her status.

Actually, Vivian had also heard about Gillian Thompson and the Thompson family’s issues, but the worst had passed.

No matter what, Gillian was still the fifth young lady of the Thompson family, carefully nurtured, her connections and influence were not lacking. She was much better than Grace Harrison, whose father was just a brick mover at a construction site.

Vivian had learned social skills at an early age.

“As long as you apologize to and promise not to pester my brother, I will forgive you.” Gillian crossed her arms, staring at Grace without even blinking an eye.

Hearing the phrase “pestering her brother,” Vivian’s curiosity was piqued: “Pestering your brother?”

Vivian looked at Grace, then back at Gillian.

“Are you saying that Grace Harrison is pestering Damian Thompson?”

Gillian sneered: “Ask her yourself if she is with Damian with ulterior motives, trying to seduce my brother.”

She didn’t know how Grace had the nerve to obtain her brother’s shirt and even have him co to the school to find her.

Thinking about it, Gillian was both angry and jealous.

For all these years, her brother had never co to see her at school. But now, this Grace Harrison had sohow won his heart.

Vivian looked aningfully at Grace.

She had seen many won who wanted to climb up the social ladder, but she didn’t expect Grace to be like that.

No wonder Gillian Thompson would confront her.

“Grace, you don’t really have a thing for the eldest son of the Thompson family, do you?”

Grace’s eyebrows knitted when she saw Vivian’s inexplicable look.

Before she could respond, Vivian patted her shoulder and advised, “There’s nothing wrong with liking soone, but so feelings are better left unrequited. Otherwise, you’ll only hurt yourself.”

As her words fell, Vivian blinked her beautiful eyes, hiding the deep aning in them.

She didn’t mind having an extra love rival, and she certainly wasn’t afraid of soone like Grace.

Because the wife of the eldest son of the Thompson family would never be an ordinary person with no background. There was no chance for Grace Harrison and Damian Thompson.

“Apologize, Grace Harrison.” Vivian’s voice was filled with certainty, not allowing any objections.

Grace chuckled, her gaze shifting from respect to disdain as she looked at Vivian.

She had been unsure before, but now she saw through Vivian completely.

Vivian was nothing but an opportunistic, snobbish person who disregarded right and wrong.

It wasn’t the first ti Grace had encountered such a situation. Since she was young, she had seen the most disgusting thing being the way people treated different social classes with different attitudes.

But just because she lacked a background, did Grace deserve to be bullied?

She suddenly recalled Ivy Thompson’s words.

Ivy Thompson said that Gillian had no relations with the Thompson family, so Grace shouldn’t be afraid.

“I – will – not – apologize.” Grace’s voice was full of confidence, with no trace of fear on her face.

Staring intensely at Vivian, Grace pointed at her hair and said, “Sister Vivian Wilson, Gillian Thompson cut in line, cursed at , and even poured dishes on my head. What is your reason for asking to apologize? Just because her last na is Thompson and I have no background, I deserve to be bullied by her?”

Grace’s defiance left Vivian embarrassed.

She could not tell Grace that she might get revenge from Gillian Thompson in front of Gillian.

Vivian hadn’t expected Grace to be so unappreciative.

Vivian decided not to say anything further.

After all, it was Grace who offended the Thompson family, not her.

By the ti Grace Harrison faced Gillian Thompson’s revenge, she would know that justice ant nothing and background was everything.

“Sister, I know you’re helping her because of her Thompson surna, I don’t bla you.” Grace Harrison remained calm, “but Ivy Thompson said that Gillian Thompson is no longer associated with the Thompson family, you don’t have to protect her so hard, in fact, if you do, you might offend Ivy.”

As these words were uttered, Vivian Wilson’s complexion changed significantly.

Vivian had also heard about Ivy Thompson and Gillian Thompson’s issues, and if it were a fight between Gillian Thompson and Grace Harrison, she would definitely stand by Gillian. But if it were a fight between Ivy Thompson and Gillian Thompson, she would undoubtedly choose Ivy Thompson without hesitation.

Everyone knew that in the current Thompson family, Ivy was the most favored. Moreover, her “W” organization identity made people wary.

Even if she was a fool, she couldn’t afford to be an enemy of Ivy Thompson.

“Are you telling the truth? Did Ivy actually say that?”

Vivian Wilson’s eyebrows moved.

If Ivy said that Gillian was no longer connected to the Thompson family, it ant to deliberately kick Gillian out of the Thompson family.

Seeing that Vivian was almost persuaded by Grace, Gillian Thompson’s anger flared up, and she roared, “What nonsense are you talking, you wretch? What does Ivy think she is? Her word determines whether I have a relationship with the Thompson family? She can just erase the feelings between and my parents and brothers with a single sentence? Besides, how would soone like you even get a chance to et Ivy? Don’t bluff!”

Gillian Thompson’s words dispelled Vivian Wilson’s doubts.

Ivy Thompson was now a popular figure in the entire Capital City business circle. Socialites wanted to approach her, and countless people tried various thods to et her. How could Grace Harrison be able to et her?

In fact, Molly Walker was indeed very busy lately. People who usually lingered outside the Leaford family’s villa would be driven away, but the ti when Grace t her was indeed a coincidence.

“Bluffing… Haha.” Grace Harrison laughed out loud, “You know whether I am bluffing or not.”

“You!” Gillian Thompson covered her heart, her face turning blue and white with rage, “Grace Harrison, well, well, very well.”

This Grace Harrison just wouldn’t back down until she was faced with her doom.

Since she wanted to make a big fuss, let her do it. After all, she was now a disabled person. Whether she won or lost, Grace Harrison wouldn’t escape the consequences.

She limped over to Grace with her crutch, raised her hand, about to slap her face when the door suddenly sounded, “Bang bang!”

Vivian Wilson and Gillian Thompson stared at each other.

Just now, so many people saw them entering this room. It was possible that soone from the school had co to investigate.

Gillian Thompson retracted her hand and sat down in her seat.

Vivian Wilson opened the door, and outside stood a man in a black suit.

The man was dressed in a suit, looking handso and eye-catching. His hair was cut short and simple, his facial features were delicate, and his eyes were sharp.

Seeing the man, Gillian Thompson quickly stood up: “Second brother! Why are you here?”

Gillian Thompson was both surprised and happy. She hurriedly limped towards him with her crutch.

Nicholas Thompson said nothing, his gaze shifting between her and Grace Harrison.

Gillian Thompson’s heart suddenly clenched, afraid that Nicholas knew she had been bullying soone. Blinking, tears flowed from her eyes in an instant.

“Second brother, she’s been bullying because my leg is crippled. Sister Vivian was helping to teach her a lesson.”

Nicholas didn’t respond but looked at Grace Harrison with her hair covered in solidified grease, a few oil marks on her lovely and beautiful face, and a few grains of rice hanging from her forehead.

This pathetic and pitiful appearance just verified what others had said earlier.

Gillian had indeed caused trouble again.

“Second brother, your timing is perfect.” Gillian Thompson hurriedly moved closer to him and pretended to be angry. “I’ve been studying hard at school, but this girl said that I was abandoned by the Thompson family and that I don’t deserve to study in this school.”

“I’ve followed your advice, studying hard here, but I didn’t expect that so people would not leave alone.”

Gillian Thompson accused Grace, one word at a ti, tears streaming down her face.

Nicholas looked at her steadily, his face expressionless as his deep brown pupils seed to pierce into her heart.

Gillian Thompson’s heart beat wildly, her mind raced, struggling to control her trembling body.

Because she had been diagnosed with depression, her second brother decided to give her another chance.

However, his sudden appearance left Gillian unclear about Nicholas’s intentions.

Today was a working day, and Nicholas should have had etings to attend. Why did he suddenly show up at school?

Caught red-handed, Gillian Thompson closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and cried with tears rolling down: “I’m a disabled person, a freak at this school. You said that studying hard would lead to a good ending. I want to live a good life, but so people don’t want to have a good life.”

“Second brother, please send back to our hotown. Every day I stay here, I suffer more.”

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