Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 22 The Ridicule Object of Everyone

Chapter 22 The Ridicule Object of Everyone

Vivian's instigation was only making half of the reason why Charlotte was so hated in school, the other half was that the school hunk of the Seventh High School had treated her very kindly for no reason.

Of course, it made those girls who were in their puberty hate Charlotte very much. It was a common occurrence that they placed dead bugs or rats on her table.

Emilia seemed to think of something and said, "Ah, I forgot that the school hunk has transferred to another school. There is no way for the hero to save the beauty... Haha."

Everyone laughed.

Vivian caught the opportunity and pretended to be nice, "That's it. Stop teasing Char. Don't you all know that she is timid?" She smiled and looked at Charlotte, "Tim, take away the bugs for Char."

A tall man reluctantly took the dead bug away.

Charlotte pursed her lips tightly. She knew that she couldn't have any conflict with Vivian now. Then, she sat down at her place without saying a word.

Emilia was unhappy. She asked, "Charlotte, are you mute? Vinny helped you this much and you didn't even thank her? An illegitimate child is always an illegitimate child. You have no manner at all!"

Charlotte remained silent.

"Hey! Are you jealous that Vinny can go to Srolanya High School?" Emilia rolled her eyes and smiled, "Vinny is excellent and beautiful, and she is the eldest daughter of the Lopez family. You will

never be able to match her in this life. You are good at your grades but so what? That only makes you a nerd!"

Vivian said softly, "Emilia, what are you talking about? No matter what, Char is my younger sister."

Emilia smirked, "What makes her your sister? She is just the daughter born by the mistress."

Charlotte suddenly raised her eyes. Her eyes looked calm behind her glasses. She looked at Vivian and said, "Vivian, you know how you get the opportunity."

Vivian's expression changed.

"What do you mean?"

Charlotte answered, "I'm just reminding you."

Vivian gritted her teeth, put on a smile, and said, "Char, I know you want to go to Srolanya High School too, but this is a special recruitment. There is nothing I can do. How about me taking you to visit the school in the future?"

Emilia immediately said, "Why are you being so nice to her?"

Vivian replied softly, "Char always yearning to attend the Srolanya High School."

Charlotte was speechless but thought to herself, "Why didn't I know that I was yearning for Srolanya High School.?"

She had no interest to listen to Vivian's boastful words and began to recite vocabulary silently.

Seeing her tepid appearance, the rest lost interest as well. They started to ask Vivian about Srolanya High School. They wanted Vivian to take them for a tour of the school.

There was a test last week, and the results of the Seventh High School were out very fast. The first class in the morning was with their class teacher, and he distributed the marked test papers.

Charlotte scored 720 points in six subjects. She remained to be in the first place in the school. The second place was 20 points behind, and Vivian was 35 points behind.

But the teacher only praised Vivian and the top five, without mentioning Charlotte's name.

The class teacher felt bad about it. After all, Charlotte was excellent, but her identity was...

She praised Vivian emphatically as the whole school knew that she was going to the Srolanya High School. That was the honor of the Seventh High School. If it was possible, the principal even wanted to do an exclusive interview with Vivian since she was going to Srolanya High School, the well-known aristocratic high school throughout the country.

Vivian listened to the class teacher's compliments with a smile on her face and she sneered in her heart.

"Charlotte, no matter how good your grades are, how beautiful you are, you are born to live a cheap life! Look at me now. Even though I use your life to earn the offer, I am still the one who is getting all the compliments, and you can only look up to me humbly!"Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.