Chapter 43
Chapter 43:
Now, as she stood before him, his long-held wish had finally come true.
Meanwhile, whispers about a new student joining the honors class had already spread like wildfire.
“Did you hear? We’re getting a transfer student p>
“Seriously? What’s their name p>
Before anyone could answer, the door to the honors class swung open, cutting through the chatter. A girl strode in with one hand casually tucked in her pocket, a backpack slung over her shoulder. Her strikingly beautiful face immediately drew attention, her skin glowing under the fluorescent lights, and her long eyelashes casting delicate shadows. Her presence alone commanded the room.
The once noisy classroom fell into an almost eerie silence as everyone stared at her.
“Hey… is that the new student?” someone whispered.
“Has to be. Looks like our campus has a new hot girl p>
At her desk, Bella had already felt a knot of unease when the class began gossiping about the mysterious new student. But when Yelena walked in, that unease turned into outright shock.
“What are you doing here?” Bella blurted out, her voice betraying her disbelief.
“Bella, you know her?” a fellow student asked, their tone a mix of confusion and intrigue.
Realizing her mistake, Bella bit her lip, her expression darkening. “That is my long-lost sister,” Bella said, her voice saccharine with false warmth. “She only recently reunited with our family. My sister actually dropped out of high school before, so seeing her here in the honors class really surprised me p>
Yelena resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This girl really knows how to spin a story. Bella’s words were a clear attempt to cast doubt on Yelena’s presence, subtly encouraging the class to look down on her. Bella’s hesitant delivery only deepened the suspicion.
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As expected, Madonna frowned, her tone laced with indignation. “Is it true that you used connections to get into the honors class p>
Bella, ever the opportunist, quickly intervened. “Madonna, don’t say that! Even though my sister’s grades aren’t the best, I’ll do everything I can to help her so she won’t drag the class’s academic level down. Please don’t be so harsh on her,” she said, with feigned kindness.
Being a top student and a consistent achiever, Bella knew her words carried considerable weight among her peers. Her tone seemed compassionate, but it only fueled the narrative of Yelena being an unqualified outsider.
Madonna sneered, her voice low but cutting. “Bella, you’re wasting your energy. Why bother helping her? If she becomes a burden, the school will just move her to a regular class anyway p>
Flora entered the classroom moments later, her expression neutral as she introduced Yelena in a composed, professional tone. “Class, this is Yelena Roberts. Please make her feel welcome.” Her voice betrayed no emotion, and without further ado, she turned and left.
Yelena scanned the room, her gaze cool and assessing. She spotted an empty desk at the back and walked toward it with steady confidence. Without hesitation, she sat down and casually placed her bag on the adjoining desk.
The lively chatter in the classroom died down abruptly.