Chapter 382
The principal leaned into the police cruiser’s window. “If you speak to the press, please clarify that detail p>
The officers exchanged exhausted looks. Liam, feeling a pang of sympathy and remembering his own sister attended the academy, offered a token of comfort. “Relax. Every school gets a bad apple occasionally. The fallout won’t be that bad.” The underlying message was clear: don’t try to disown a student just because they committed a crime.
“No, you don’t understand, she genuinely isn’t one of ours,” the middle-aged principal insisted, his mustache twitching with anxiety.
Fearing another desperate monologue, Liam quickly rolled up the window and drove off.
Watching the squad cars disappear, Mira knew Lexie’s life at Melvion Central High School was officially over. Even if the liquid wasn’t lethal poison, her permanent record was stained forever.
“Thanks for having my back,” Mira said, turning to Harrison Moore.
“Don’t mention it,” Harrison replied, shrugging. “We’re classmates. The second I saw her looking at you like a psycho, my leg just moved on its own p>
In truth, with Mira’s heightened senses, Lexie would never have landed the strike, even without Harrison’s intervention. Mira could detect anyone entering a ten-foot radius with malicious intent. Still, she wasn’t about to brush off genuine kindness.
“You’ve got some real combat training, don’t you?” Mira noted. A normal high schooler couldn’t kick a fully grown person that hard.
“My dad’s a boxing coach. I train with him a lot p>
Mira nodded approvingly. “If you ever need a favor, come find me p>
“Deal,” Harrison said. He wasn’t one to turn down a powerful ally.
That afternoon, Mira walked through her front door to find Rachel sitting in the living room, beaming at the television screen.
Mira’s face was plastered across the news broadcast. She was calmly detailing her experience at the State Academic Decathlon, breaking down her flawless scores and laying out her future study plans. Even after securing the highest overall score in the district and three individual, first place medals, she spoke with zero arrogance. Her demeanor was pure, calculated focus.
“You’re home!” Rachel jumped up the moment Mira walked in and hurried to the kitchen to serve dinner.
As Mira sat down at the table, her phone buzzed. It was a text from Owen: *Saw your interview. You’ve grown up. Keep crushing it p>
Mira smirked and typed back: *I got first place in the district. Where’s my reward p>
*Win the national title, and I’ll get you something huge, * Owen replied. *Cheapskate p>
At that exact moment across the
city, Shane Porter was watching the same educational channel
broadcast. He turned to his
assistant, Allen and shook his head. disbelier
“How utterly blind are the Mercers to throw a prodigy like that out into the streets?” Shane muttered.
“Idiots, all of them. They treat that
useless Mara like royalty,” Allen
agreed “But it works easiet
our favor,
The dumber they are, the easier it is for us to make our move p>
Shane nodded slowly. “Still, we can’t let this girl gain any more momentum. We
need to attack her from multiple angles p>
“Understood p>
Before they could strategize further, Lydia Fontaine burst into the office, sobbing hysterically.
“Lexie… Lexie is Lydia choked on her tears.
Shane held up a hand. Allen immediately understood the cue, clearing the room and
dragging the other junior assistants out into the hallway.
“Watch the door,” Allen barked at the bodyguards. “Nobody gets in p>