Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285: The Mean Queen

If Violet ever doubted Elsie Lancaster’s creativity, today officially cleared that up.

The girl had successfully cornered them in the classroom like a hunter stalking her quarry, her eyes glinting with triumph.

In the mean queenbee’s words, every student was expected to play a role in Parents Week. Not even rogues were spared from that responsibility. They had to make themselves useful one way or another. And she had just found the perfect use for them.

"Why are we even doing this?" Ivy grumbled.

Alongside the other girls they met along the way, they were herded towards one of the halls for the meeting, just as Elsie had said.

"You know this is bullshit. If we don’t want to do a thing, she can’t force us to. We’re not pushovers," Ivy protested.

"Rebellion is what Elsie expects from us. That would give her a reason to strike at us. We won’t give her that pleasure.

Moreover..." Violet leaned in to whisper into her ear, cautious of the girls around them. "If we’re to learn our enemy’s secrets, what better way to do it than to get close enough?"

Ivy looked up at Violet, impressed. "You are good at this."

Violet shrugged it off. She owed all her lessons to life itself. It might have been hard, but it made her who she was. Not to mention, this was a fight against Elsie, she had to be smart enough to see through her nasty strategies.

Violet had already texted Lila and Daisy, and they would join them soon. All hands had to be on deck. Not to mention, they were stronger together.

Violet knew the moment she walked into that meeting place that it was not her thing at all. She was met with the sight of elite students who were all lined up like swans, ignoring the school uniform and instead wearing pale lavender blouses with lemon-cream skirts that screamed polished pedigree. Every strand of hair was curled in the same style, and every smiling, glossy lip was painted the same shade.

It was obvious what this was. As elites, they were putting on a performance for them—reminding them of the leagues between them. But even at that, the students looked genuinely excited to be there.

Of course, Violet was not one bit thrilled.

She knew the moment she walked into this hall that this was humiliation gift-wrapped in chiffon and coated in fake kindness from Elsie. A special little punishment, tailored just for her.

"What is going on here?"

Violet turned to the side to see that Daisy and Lila had finally arrived, successfully locating them.

"Geez, is this a sorority audition or what?" Lila commented dryly.

"Well, you’re right on time," Violet said, her gaze following Elsie who walked up to the line of perfect-looking elites, who now took their place as her backup as she stood in front to address the students.

Lucky? Violet scoffed beneath her breath. The entitlement mentality of these elites. She would rather stab her own eyes than be here. But of course, the overly eager wannabe "elite" students cheered Elsie vigorously.

Without missing a beat, Elsie snapped her fingers, and another group of equally dressed elite girls approached with folders, each one detailing seating plans. Violet was handed one with gold cursive on the front: Legacy Luncheon: Power & Placement.