Exchange Foster Parents Chapter 3

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Things suddenly escalated from there.
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The school’s largest conference room was packed with people. The principal, vice principal, academic director, and homeroom teacher. Reporters from different newspapers. Parents from both the Brook Family and the Roland Family had all arrived. Kyle and Daphne stood protectively beside the tearful Elva in one corner of the conference room, their faces full of grievance. and anger.
Jason and Rita originally didn’t want to come when they received the call about me being in trouble. It wasn’t until they heard that even the newly appointed Director of Education had arrived that they hurriedly rushed over. Mistwood No.1 High School is the best high school in the city and a model institution for the Education Bureau.
Jason clearly had previous acquaintance with the Education Bureau Director, and as soon as he entered, he approached the Director and smoothly began, “Such a small matter has even disturbed Director Li. Really, it’s just children having a disagreement…”
But the Education Bureau Director was very principled and didn’t buy into this at all. “Mr. Brook, bullying is never a small matter at any time. I know Christine is your daughter, but all children are students to me. They are saplings, and I cannot watch them grow crooked.”
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With things put so bluntly, Jason couldn’t say more and could only force a smile. “Yes, yes, we don’t know exactly what happened either. Please investigate thoroughly.”
Returning to Rita’s side, the two exchanged a silent glance.
I understood. If the bullying allegations against me were confirmed, the Brook Family would immediately abandon me, their adopted daughter for whom they had little affection, and completely cut ties with me.
If Jason and Rita’s attitude was already like this, as for Hardy… he stood beside the continuously sobbing Elva, comforting her softly, occasionally lifting his dark eyes to give me a cold glance.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the principal asked Elva, “Miss Roland, please tell us what happened.”
Elva raised her tear–reddened eyes and softly repeated what she had told Hardy. The reporters were already becoming indignant.
One of them took the lead: “From our preliminary investigation, Christine and Elva were once friends from the same orphanage, even calling each other sisters. Later, Christine was adopted by the Brook Group, while Elva’s adoptive parents are just ordinary school staff. Christine, does entering a wealthy family give you the right to bully your former companion and take away opportunities that should have been hers?”
Silence fell. The reporters‘ eyes were all fixed on me, the red lights of their cameras flashing continuously. Everyone wanted
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to dig up a sensational story. After all, this was a very sensitive. social issue–in a society where social classes are increasingly solidified, if children from wealthy families continue to take educational resources that should belong to children from poor families, blocking their path upward, it would be enough to provoke considerable public anger. Not to mention that the protagonists of this news story, Elva and I, formed an extremely dramatic contrast.
In the pin–drop silence of the office, I suddenly burst out laughing, the sound jarring in the tense atmosphere. The reporters all looked at each other in confusion.
“Excuse me, but I thought news professionals needed to cross–verify and fact–check the information they receive,” I said pointedly. “What’s this? Now you can skip work procedures just to rush out a sensational story?”
The reporter’s face turned red. I stood up and coldly pointed at Elva. “Right now she’s the only source of information, and everything is just her one–sided account.”
I looked at Elva, who had cried until her face was pale. I did once consider you a sister. But in my previous life, you killed me out of jealousy. In this life, you’re trying to climb up by framing me. So if I destroy you, you brought it upon yourself.
“Since the reporter is asking me now, let me tell you what I know. Elva is jealous of me. She thinks that we started out the same, and she was even prettier and smarter than me, so why should I now have a better life than her? Out of jealousy, she made up this story to frame me.”
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As soon as I said this, Hardy immediately retorted, “But actually…”
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He wanted to say that Elva had actively chosen the poor Roland. Family. Therefore, she couldn’t possibly be someone who despised poverty and loved wealth, and my version of events was clearly turning black into white.
But before he could finish, the principal’s office door was suddenly flung open. A thin figure stood outside, with short hair, silent, like an inconspicuous weed.
Our homeroom teacher recognized her. “Shirley? What are you doing here?”
In my previous life at this point, Shirley had already committed suicide. But in this life, she had survived. Step by step, Shirley walked in and stood beside me. She said softly, “I’m here to testify.”
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