Avenger's coming back novel Chapter 55

The next morning, Lily ate breakfast, took her schoolbag and went to school under the escort of Daniel.

She obviously sensed a change in the atmosphere around her. On her way back to the classroom, the students she knew would greet her with a smile, which confused her. She still remembered how they always looked at her with disgust.

When Kevin walked into the classroom, the other students also greeted her with a smile. Although she was confused, she still greeted her with a smile.

He walked to his seat and sat down. Becky hadn't come yet, and he hadn't contacted her for several days. He didn't know how she was.

"Lily, you are here for the class." As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he will come. Lily was thought of Becky, Becky appeared in front of her the next second.

Lily raised her head in astonishment and then smiled. "I was wondering when you will come just now. You appeared."

After giving her a smile, Becky sat down and responded, "Of course. You missed me so much. I would have come to you soon."

"Becky." Lily called Becky and then whispered in her ear, "I just feel like the atmosphere at school has changed since I didn't come here these days. Do you have any other feelings?"

"Of course not." Becky shook her head.

"Then why did the person who looked down me before say hello to me today? It's really strange."

"Haha..." Becky couldn't help but laughed. "You haven't read the news yet?"

"What news?"

"It was the news when the director of the school went to the hospital that day. A journalist went there with him that day. Moreover, everyone knows that you are the real lady of the Qiao family, and Claire is the daughter of the mistress."

"So it is."

She didn't expect that Kerr who spoke for her would unintentionally acknowledge her identity.

"When Claire goes to school, I wonder if she could stand it. Alas..." Becky shook her head, pretending to be pitiful.

Lily was amused. "Becky, it's not right to laugh at other people."

Becky shrugged and said, "I didn't mean to laugh at it. It was just that it had to show up in front of me."

"I didn't expect you to be more humorous."

While they were talking and laughing, Eden walked into the classroom with a bad face. He stopped in front of Lily's desk and looked at her up and down. "Are you all right now?"

"Yes." Lily nodded and replied with a smile, "Thank you for your concern."

"You're welcome." Then he went back to his seat.

However, at this moment, a lot of people in the classroom began to talk.

"What's wrong with this world? I can't believe that legally wedded daughter can live in peace with the son of the other woman."

"I was really scared. They cared about each other so much."

"Exactly! Shouldn't they keep on arguing?"

"You know nothing. As the son of a mistress, he must develop a good relationship with the true wife's daughter, in order to consolidate his position in the family."

These discussions became more and more heated. Although their voices were not loud, at least half of the students in the classroom could hear them!

As a matter of fact, Lily should be happy to hear these words. But she didn't know why, on the contrary, she felt depressed. She looked at the direction of Eden subconsciously and his face became gloomier. He frowned and the blue veins could be seen on the back of his hand holding the book. This could be seen how hard he had been enduring.

"Hey, you guys have endless!" Becky suddenly stood up and shouted, "Is it fun to gossip about others? You should spend time studying."

"Did we say anything wrong?" One of the girls stood up and said, "Eden is the son of the third woman!"

"Who told you?" Becky felt nervous, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you want to hear your name being discussed like that?"

"Since Claire is the daughter of the mistress, then as her brother, he must be the son of the mistress. You don't know it but you against us."

"You..."

"Shut up!"

When Becky was about to refute, Eden stood up and interrupted their quarrel. He gave her a glance, turned around and walked out of the classroom.