A monumental favor, wasted on pleading for Natalia—what poor judgment from the Clark Family.
At the same time, Principal Taylor couldn’t help but feel sorry for Selina.
She had been slandered and bullied, and after finally proving her innocence, her family was still doing everything in their power to protect Natalia, completely ignoring the injustice she suffered.
Principal Taylor sighed and tried one last time. "Old Mr. Clark, perhaps you should take your focus off Natalia for a moment and pay more attention to Selina. You might realize she’s a thousand times more capable than Natalia."
But Grandpa Clark refused to accept that Selina could be better than Natalia. He waved his hand dismissively.
"Impossible, Principal Taylor. You don’t understand our family matters, so don’t jump to conclusions. Natalia is an illegitimate child who’s suffered greatly since birth. That’s why we dote on her more. Selina is different—she brought this on herself by not behaving."
Having achieved his goal, Grandpa Clark didn’t want to linger. "I’ll have Natalia back in school tomorrow."
As Grandpa Clark left, a cold smirk crept onto Principal Taylor’s face.
Dean White couldn’t help but spit in disdain. "An illegitimate child? Natalia’s dressed in silk and eats delicacies—what suffering? Meanwhile, the legitimate daughter gets no affection, and the whole family lives harmoniously with the mistress and her daughter? What kind of twisted values are these?"
Principal Taylor shook his head. "There’s no helping those who are blind to reason. Mark my words: the Clark Family’s blind favoritism for the mistress and her illegitimate child will lead to their downfall. When that day comes, it’ll be too late for regrets."
The next afternoon, Natalia returned to school.
When Alice heard about it, she went to City A University to check on Selina. "Ugh, the Clark Family is shameless! Selina, are you okay?"
Selina shrugged indifferently. "I’m used to it. It doesn’t bother me. I knew they wouldn’t let Natalia get expelled."
Alice’s heart ached for her. "You’re breaking my heart. I’m going to make Logan pamper you extra."
Half a minute later, Selina’s phone rang. Seeing Logan’s name on the screen, her cheeks began to flush.
His deep, unhurried voice came through. "Alice tells me you’re upset."
Selina blinked. "I’m not."
Logan’s eyes narrowed. "Mrs. Reid, I told you—don’t ever lie to me."
Selina wasn’t lying this time. "I know the Clark Family favors Natalia, so I’m not upset."
But her words stirred something in Logan’s chest. "I see."
Selina wasn’t upset—not because she didn’t care, but because she had long accepted that the Clark Family would act this way.
Through repeated disappointments, she had grown numb and learned to ignore it.
Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Logan did something unusually childish for the first time.
After ending the call, he instructed Jack to expose Natalia’s behavior at City A University and to make sure the Carter Family caught wind of it.
He had never stooped to using public opinion as a weapon before. But if it could make Selina happy, why not indulge in a bit of pettiness?
Selina stared at her phone, frowning in confusion.
What did Logan mean by "I see"? Why had he hung up without offering any comfort, and yet she still felt inexplicably better?
Alice raised an eyebrow, tilting her head. "What did Logan say? Why aren’t you talking? Also, what’s with your contact names? Why do you just call him ’Logan’?"
"I saw his contact for you once—it was ’Mrs. Reid.’ Are you two giving each other status updates? At least make it something a little more affectionate."
Selina hesitated, then asked, "Then what should I change it to?"
Alice’s eyes gleamed mischievously. "Give me your phone."
Trusting her completely, Selina handed over her phone. Alice typed something quickly before returning it with a mysterious grin.
"Don’t check now. Wait until the next time he calls. I promise it’ll melt your heart!"
Selina: "..."
Why did this feel like she had been sold out, yet was still expected to count the money for her seller?
Katie accompanied Natalia out of the car.
The murmurs from the surrounding students were filled with disdain.
Natalia stomped her foot in frustration. "Ugh, why hasn’t that old man died yet?" freewebnøvel.coɱ
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