In their circle, a formal education wasn't the most important thing, but you couldn't be without one.
He was worried that Serena would be secretly mocked in the future, which could easily wound his precious daughter's pride.
Of course, everything depended on what his precious daughter wanted.
If his daughter wanted to go to school, he would use every resource at his disposal to help her.
If his daughter didn't want to... then he would make an example of someone, ensuring no one would ever have the chance to laugh at her.
How could Serena not see through Isabella’s petty scheme?
It seemed Isabella hadn’t listened to a single word of her warnings.
Serena’s lips curved as she lazily lifted her eyes to look at Isabella.
Her gaze was cool and clear, devoid of any strong emotion.
An involuntary shiver went down Isabella’s spine, and she stuttered in fear, “S-Serena… I really didn't mean anything else, I just…”
“Right, you didn't mean anything else,” Serena said, her tone languid and blunt. “You just wanted to use my dropping out of high school to highlight your own excellent grades, to make yourself seem superior.”
She paused, the corner of her mouth twisting into a cold, sarcastic smile. “What? Are you hoping I’ll worship you, or that I’ll feel so inferior and ashamed that I’ll just crawl out of this house?”
The blunt words seemed to pierce straight through Isabella's heart, laying all her hidden thoughts bare.
Isabella’s face turned pale, then flushed. She hadn't expected Serena to drop all pretenses in front of their family.
She shot to her feet in a panic and tried to explain, “No… that’s not it! How could you think of me like that? I was just thinking of you, of this family. I really want to help you.”
“No need.” Serena couldn’t be bothered with her anymore and glanced down at her vibrating phone.
She stood up. “I’m going out.”

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