Chapter 39
Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns
Chapter 39 Elysia stated, âMiss, grades arenât the only way to measure someoneâs worth. I believe they, just like me, have a bright future ahead.â
Her words hit everyone like a ton of bricks! For them, it was a revelation. Never before had someone acknowledged their potential. Today marked the first time they heard someone say they could have a future.
Sure, their families might have some background, but in a place like Milton School, which prioritized grades above all else, academic performance was everything.
These students were used to being called âfailures,â and the idea of a promising future felt worlds away from them. What even was a future? They had no clue.
All they knew was that if they didnât do well, they could just go home and inherit their familyâs wealthâliving comfortably wouldnât be an issue. If Elysia had known what they were thinking, she wouldâve probably said, âCome on, canât you guys aim a bit higher?â
The Language and Composition teacher interjected sharply, âYou say they have potential? Okay, where exactly is it? Without good grades, how will they ever get into a decent college?
âRight, I almost forgot! They have family connections, huh? That means they can study abroad. But thatâs all they have left, right? What more is there?â
The teacher was genuinely angry, shocked that Elysia, who had just transferred to Class 6, would choose to side with the other students and criticize her.
âThis class is over!â She tossed her textbook aside and stormed out of the classroom.
Everyone was left dumbfounded. She really just walked out?
A short while later, the homeroom teacher arrived and called for Elysia to step outside.
The students exchanged worried glances.
âWhat do you think the homeroom teacher wanted with Elysia?â
âSheâs a good student, so it canât be anything too serious.â
âBut she just got here, and she made the teacher storm out! How can that not be a big deal?â
âIf itâs any consolation, at least she doesnât look down on us, unlike some people...â one of the boys remarked, glancing pointedly toward a certain spot near the door.
Grace, who had been the target of that glance, kept her head down. Sheâd originally been in Class 2, but after failing the last exam, sheâd been transferred to Class 6.
She had always believed she was different and had vowed to work hard to get back to Class 2. Unfortunately, her recent exam results had left much to be desired.
âThere really is a huge gap between them,â someone in the group noted.
Ava, sitting nearby, listened to their chatter and felt increasingly anxious. Elysia was nothing like them; she was tougher and could brush off criticism.
But Elysia was also smarter than anyone and stunningly beautiful. If she ever faced criticism, it would be utterly unfair!
And this whole situation had stemmed from their own actions. No way she was gonna let Elysia take the blame! Ava thought, determined to rescue her friend. She jumped to her feet and headed for the door.
But when she reached the office, she didnât see the scene she was expectingâElysia getting scolded. Instead, everything seemed calm and cordial. What was going on? After thinking it through, Ava decided it would be better to hide first and assess the situation before rushing in to save Elysia As she leaned against the wall to observe, a familiar figure strolled by. It was Eric!
Was that guy really going to charge in and confront the homeroom teacher? She quickly reached out and pulled Eric back.
Eric felt someone gripping him tightly from behind and was a bit annoyed. When he turned around and saw it was Ava, he pulled his hand back 12:01 PM Chapter 39 saying, âWhat are you doing?!â
âShh! Why are you so worked up? Letâs just check out the situation first before barging in!â Ava whispered. When she noticed Eric still standing there, she tugged on him again. âMove behind me, okay? Itâs about taking turns!â
âI donât wanna!â Eric retorted, turning back and standing in front of her.
Ava rolled her eyes, too tired to argue. Right now, they needed to figure out what was happening inside. She pressed her ear against the wall, straining to listen.
Their homeroom teacher said, âElysia, welcome to Class 6. But I have to ask, why did you choose our class? With your grades, Class 1 wouldâve been the obvious choice.â
Elysia replied, âActually, a lot of people have told you the same thing. Yeah, if weâre talking about the academic environment, Class 1 is definitely the better choice. But that kind of atmosphere doesnât help me much, so it doesnât really matter to me.
âAnd honestly, I think Class 6 is great. Sure, they may not be the most studious, but theyâre kind and supportive. Thatâs something I just donât see in Class 1. Plus, I think dividing people based on grades is way too narrowâminded.â
The teacher nodded, clearly agreeing with her viewpoint. As the homeroom teacher of Class 6, he had never looked down on the students in his class.
From what he gathered, it was clear that Elysia shared his thoughts.
But as a student, her main job was still to learn. He hadnât called her over to reprimand her; he had something he needed her help with.
After clearing his throat, he finally said, âI just received notice that if Class 6 keeps performing like this, we might get shut down.â
âWhat do you need me to do?â Elysia asked.
The teacher looked at her with interest, realizing she was quite perceptive. âIf Class 6âs overall ranking improves by the next exam, the school will reconsider this decision.â
Elysia raised an eyebrow. âSo, we need to boost their grades before the next test?â
âExactly. But achieving that wonât be easy. Thatâs why Iâm hoping you can help me get the othersâ scores up in a short time.â
âAbsolutely.â
Eric and Ava exchanged glances at this, and neither of them spoke up.
Meanwhile, Class 6 was still loud and rowdy. When Elysia walked in, she noticed a girl being surrounded by a few boys. The girl had an oval face, wore blackârimmed glasses, and had her hair in two braids, looking quite plain.
The boys were hurling insults at her, and some even pushed her around. She seemed terrified and completely flustered.
The other students nearby were merely watching the chaos unfold, showing zero intention of stepping in to help.
Suddenly, a boy shoved her to the ground, causing her head to hit the corner of a desk and a small trickle of blood to appear.
Yet, the other students just stood around, watching the drama unfold, some even laughing and making snide remarks.
Her hands pressed against the floor, tears welling up in her eyes and her lips turning pale from biting down hard. Elysia watched the scene unfold with a frown. âWhat are you guys doing?â
A few boys smirked at her, looking all tough and cocky. âNothing much. She messed with me, so weâre just teaching her a lesson!â
âHow did she mess with you? Is this how you teach her a lesson?â Elysia shot back.
One of the boys narrowed his eyes, a little annoyed. âIsnât this none of your business?â
Elysia raised an eyebrow. True, it wasnât her business, but it happened in front of her, didnât it?
âWhat would it take for you to let her go? A fight, maybe?â Elysia asked, her voice steady.
The boys burst into laughter at her words. âNo way! This is hilarious! Elysia, you seriously gotta know your limits. Look at you! Do you really think you can take me on?â
âRight? Even if I gave you one hand, you still wouldnât win against me!â
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12:01 PM Chapter 39 âDid you hear that? I suggest you stay out of this. Otherwise, we might just have to deal with you too!â
You guys are way too confident. Who knows whoâll win and whoâll lose?â Elysia said, a playful smirk on her face, a hint of challenge in her voice.
âYou!â One of the boys shouted, raising his hand to slap her. But just as he lifted his hand, it was caught firmly by Eric, who glared at the boy, his anger clear. âWhat do you think youâre doing?!â
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