Chapter 78
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‘Miss Bishop. He started, spitting my name like it was a bother, ‘This school was built on one thing, and its legacy. The legacy of the founding fathers who created an elite ground for learning and development for their kind. It is a place of prestige, of honor, and the current fathers have decided to extend a hand of support and kindness to the less privileged of our society, by giving them a chance to learn at the feet of the very best teachers and scholars this world has ever seen. It is not a place for scandal, games, and foolish tricks people of your kind have pulled. He said, walking around the office with slow steps.
His words slammed into me with a force sure to leave nothing in its wake, as shathe and worry swallowed me whole.
Scandal.
My stomach twisted and coiled inside me. I didn’t need him to spell it out; I knew exactly what he referred to.
My mother’s break in and melt down at prom, I knew the incident wouldn’t stay under wraps. Everyone there had witnessed it firsthand, and now, even though Lucien warned them all not to spread the news, it had gotten to the prind pal’s desk.
Principal Whitley steepled his fingers, his gaze sharp and cold as he pinned me with his harsh stare. “Your mother’s… outburst has caused irreparable damage to the image of Ravenscroft Academy. It reflects poorly not only on you, but on the institution itself.”
My throat closed tight. “1-I didn’t-”
“You,” he cut in immediately, forcing my words down my throat, “were admitted into this school on scholarship. That is a privilege. Not a right. And privileges can be revoked.”
My pulse pounded in my ears as I mused over his words. He didn’t have to say it outright for me to hear the threat.
But before I could even process it, the voice I dreaded most joined in.
Expulsion is the least of her worries.”
Eldric Ravenscroft’s voice slid through the room, deep and commanding. The laptop was turned to me, and the video screen on the principal’s desk flickered, and there he was: Lucien’s father, towering through pixels, with his sharp cheekbones, silver-threaded dark hair, and eyes that were grey and piercing, forcing me to sit up subconsciously.
“You’ve shamed my family, girl,” Eldric said, every syllable deliberate as he pinne me with a stare that said I was nothing but gum beneath his designer shoes. “Dragging the filth that is your pathetic mother into a place that was neve meant for people like you, staining the prestige that this school was built on and maintained by. What do you think this is, girl?” He said, spitting out the word girl’ like it was acid in his mouth, as his lips curled in a vicious snarl.
My lungs burned, as my body fought for air, but I didn’t know how to breathe again, his stare was too cold, too direct, too strong for me to even remember 1 was human, as my body coiled tight with tension, and fear..
Eldric leaned forward, the screen capturing the cruel curve and sneer of his mou. “Do you know what you are? Unstable stock. A bad influence. A blemish on the Ravenscroft name. And my son is parading you around as if you’re worthy He said, before leaning back in his seat, You were given a chance to make something of your youth by being admitted into this school, but you have fessed up by thinking you were ever one of us…you will always be the runt of the litter, especially because your kind is meant to serve us. You do as we say,nd you ask no questions about it. But I see you have aimed high by
sinking your claws into my son like a cheap whore.”
His words slapped me across the face viciously, as I clenched tighter on my seat.
I know it was you in my house yesterday, parading yourself like a whore for a few bucks, but I’ll do you one better. It’s a chance to be out of this place once
and for all.’
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FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE
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