Chapter 121 The Cost of Pride
Hannah was someone who cared so much about saving face.
How could Isaac do this?
How could he possibly do this?
“Isaac, I’ll apologize to Isabella, and I’ll apologize to Noah.
“Just don’t make me apologize to them in front of the whole school, okay?
“I’ll even get down on my knees to apologize to them.
“But please don’t make me do it in front of the entire student body and faculty.
“Isaac!”
Hannah clutched Isaac’s sleeve tightly.
She had played the high-and-mighty heiress for over a decade, long since fully convincing herself that she was the real deal.
Forcing her to apologize in front of a massive crowd was no different from tearing away her entire upper- class identity.
Worse yet, she had to bow her head to Isabella and Noah of all people.
Lowering herself to Noah was one thing, since he came from an even more powerful elite empire.
But Isabella…
Why on earth should she bow down to a country hick who just crawled out of the mountains?
She was elegant, gorgeous, and sophisticated, utterly outclassing that girl in talent, education, and aura.
By what right did she have to grovel to Isabella?
“No way!”
The refusal slipped out of her mouth almost instantly.
The exact second she spoke, Isaac’s expression turned ice-cold as he stared at her, “Don’t do it then, moment we get home, pack your bags and get out.
“I’ll lay out everything that happened tonight to Adrian and Dad.
“The choice is entirely yours.”
Isaac felt a profound chill down to his core.
Hannah kept claiming she knew she messed up.
Yet the absolute second he demanded a public apology on campus, she backed right down.
She didn’t actually feel a shred of remorse, she just realized she was in deep trouble and threw out a strategic confession.
She honestly thought playing the victim would let her dodge the bullet like always.
Right, isn’t that exactly how it always plays out?
Whenever Hannah triggered a disaster, she just had to squeeze out a few tears, and he and their father would completely melt from pity.
Then, they would let her off the hook without a second thought.
The memory felt like a physical knife twisting right through Isaac’s chest.
When Hannah messed up, her tears instantly secured everyone’s sympathy.
What about his actual sister?
What about Isabella?
When people trampled over her and wronged her, did a single soul ever feel an ounce of pity for her?
Did anyone ever look out for her safety?


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