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Arabella’s face stiffened. She averted her eyes, avoiding Vivienne’s piercing gaze.
Regardless of her evasions, the school’s students hadn’t forgotten about the disgusting things she’d
done before, and they started to chatter. “Yeah, Arabella loves to frame people repeatedly.”
“First, she almost killed Faye from Class Eighteen by giving her the wrong treatment, then when Ms.
Vivienne stepped in to save her, she accused Ms. Vivienne of stealing her credit.”
“She falsely accused her foster father of assaulting her when she was young. I think that’s the worst
thing anyone can ever do.”
“Exactly. I bet this time she’s trying to frame Coral.”
“She must be seeking revenge because Coral testified for her when she falsely accused her
own foster father.”
Arabella trembled with anger, but Tristan misinterpreted her reaction as sadness and fiercely
defended Arabella to Coral.
“Even if Arabella did frame you, it must have been your fault. You must have done something
to upset her!”
The surrounding students fell silent, taken aback by his outburst. They wondered if this guy was out of
his mind.
According to him, even if Arabella hurt someone else, it was their fault. Arabella was completely
blameless. Was he crazy?
Vivienne had had enough of Arabella and Tristan’s drama. She turned to Coral and said, “Tell me in
detail what just happened.”
Coral had been biting her lip and holding back her tears without anyone to support her. But now that
Vivienne had stepped up, she finally had an outlet for her grievances, and her tears started to flow
uncontrollably.
“I was just going upstairs back to class when Arabella suddenly ran past me, fell down, and then
accused me while crying.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“You liar!” Tristan clearly didn’t believe her and moved to slap Coral again.
Percival swiftly kicked him in the knee, and Tristan, a tall bloke of over six feet, surprisingly fell forward
onto the ground.
Tristan gazed at Percival in disbelief. He had heard rumors that Percival’s leg had miraculously healed.
However, his impression of Percival was still that of a spoiled and disabled playboy.
Even though he was an adopted son of the Brooks family, to survive and gain more resources
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in the Brooks family, he had always held himself to high standards and developed
impressive physical skills Even half of the Brooks family’s bodyguards were no match for
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He had always looked down on the pampered scions of Ravenwood’s four prominent families like
Percival. He felt that without their privileged backgrounds, none of them coURI
compare to h
Plus after the incident at the school gate, he was even more resentful towards Peroval he was
convinced that if it weren’t for Percival’s backup, he could have easily taught Percival a lesson
But now he was effortlessly knocked down by someone he considered useless. He met to get up but
found that he couldn’t move. What he didn’t know was that Vivienne had used a
siver needle
Vivienne didn’t even spare him a glance. “Give him back double what he gave you”
1. Coral locked at Tristan’s cold gaze and was too scared to act.
“What You can’t even fight back when you’re bullied?” Vivienne said indifferently, “If you don’t do you
think she’ll let you off?”
Corel was taken aback and realized that Vivienne was right.
Her feud with Arabella was already formed. If she didn’t have the courage to fight back today she would
only face more intense bullying tomorrow.
So she gritted her teeth, walked over to Tristan, grabbed his collar, and returned two slaps
One for each he had given her, just as Vivienne had instructed.
“You… you dare hit me?!” Tristan glared at Coral from his prone position on the ground.
Coral was scared but forced herself not to back down and said boldly, “You hit me, why can’t I hit you
back?!”
“Tristan!” Arabella cried, rushing over to hold Tristan, her face full of concern. Instead of accusing
Coral, she glared at Vivienne. “Sis, you are a teacher. How can you let a student hit someone? Is this
how a teacher should act?”
Vivienne just smirked. “A student has been bullied, and I, as a teacher, let her stand up for herself. Is
that a problem? And who saw me let Coral hit someone?”
She scanned the students of Class One. “Did any of you see that?”
The students shook their heads. “No!”
Arabella’s reputation was beyond redemption.
So what if she was the newly recognized heiress of the Brooks family?
Didn’t she still act superior and look down on them as if she were some proud princess?
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Ms. Vivienne was the teacher of Class Eighteen. Ever since she invited Mr. James and his team to
teach Class Eighteen, the students’ grades have improved drastically. Charlotte, Faye, and Logan all
made it into the top ten of the grade.
Everyone was green with envy. Just when everyone was thinking about how to ask Vivienne to let Mr.
James teach them, Vivienne had already invited Mr. James to give lectures.
Apart from the usual curriculum of Class Eighteen, Mr. James’s team would dedicate two periods each
week to instruct them. In just a few weeks, they noticed a significant improvement and a substantial
rise in their grades.
With such a gem of a teacher like Vivienne, how could they possibly assist Arabella?
“You!” Arabella ground her teeth in anger while glaring at them.
A bunch of backstabbers!
They used to pester her for help, and now that she was gone for a short while, they all turned against
her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust wait and see!
Arabella turned to Vivienne, her voice as cold as ice. “Tristan is my father’s adopted son. Do you really
think that with Percival backing you, we, the Brooks family, wouldn’t dare touch
you?”
“The Brooks family?” Vivienne looked down at her foot on Tristan’s right hand, which was about to
strike Coral. “Are you guys big shots?”
“Huh!” Percival couldn’t help but laugh.
The Brooks family?
They weren’t impressive at all!
Arabella’s face flushed with humiliation at Percival’s laughter. The Brooks family might not be as
powerful as the Ellington family, but they were one of the top families in Rivenwood. And yet, they were
being treated like insignificant ants.
As for Percival, she could let it slide. But what right did Vivienne have?
Vivienne crushed Tristan’s fingers under her shoe, watching as he grimaced in pain. She quickly pulled
out her phone and dialed the school security office. “There’s an intruder on campus, and a student has
been assaulted. Are you guys blind?”
“Ms. Vivienne, we’re on our way!”
“Vivienne, you bitch!” Tristan cursed. “Arabella is right. You’re nothing but a cruel and vicious bitch! Just
you wait!”
Vivienne stood there with her hands in her pockets. Her cold gaze was fixed on him, and her foot was
still crushing his fingers.
“Sister! Please remove your foot! Don’t step on Tristan’s fingers anymore!” Arabella, shocked
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at Vivienne’s audacity, added fuel to the fire. “Tristan, this is all my fault! She’s treating you like this
because she hates me!”
“Don’t beg her. She’s just a…” Tristan’s words hung in the air as he suddenly found himself. unable to
utter another word.
Vivienne put away her silver needle, gave Arabella a cold glance, and walked away with Percival.