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The Crippled Billionaire's Darling Wife Twenty seven
Hailey stepped out of the car as the driver pulled into the garage, and she settled on the marble stone floor. As she approached the mansion's door, the servants working around the lounge greeted her. "Welcome home," they said. She smiled and greeted them back before stepping into the lounge. To her surprise, it wasn't Mrs. June working there, but Nolan seated on one of the sofas. It caught her off guard, causing her to pause momentarily. It was the first time she saw him without his wheelchair, except for the other day in the room. Nolan sat upright, his legs straightened rather than dangling, giving the impression that he could walk. It was impressive how he maintained composure, making it difficult for a stranger to discern his condition. Hailey watched him quietly, captivated by his presence. He was undeniably handsome, but what truly stood out was his air of cool confidence. He exuded calmness and stability, seemingly unfazed by anything. Lost in her thoughts, Hailey momentar
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Early the next morning, Hailey and Nolan set out for the Civil Bureau Office to obtain their marriage licenses. Despite Nolan's condition, it was a hassle for him, and Hailey tried to convince him to stay at home and let her handle it with his assistant. With the Rothschild influence, their physical presence wasn't necessary to get everything done and ready. However, Nolan insisted on being there to make it more meaningful for Hailey. He believed it wouldn't be respectful enough to obtain a marriage license without being present with her. Soon, a black Jaguar pulled up in front of the building, and the assistant opened the door. The two of them promptly entered the building. Due to Nolan's status, they bypassed the usual procedures and relied on his connections. The process went swiftly, and in no time, they were done. Half an hour later, Hailey and Nolan walked out of the building side by side, followed by the assistant. Hailey clutched a red-colored booklet in her hands, repeated
The Crippled Billionaire's Darling Wife Twenty nine
Hailey looked up the stairs and was stunned to see a man at the top, staring at them. He had taken a bath and changed into a casual turtleneck and pants. His perm-framed hair complemented his perfectly sculpted face. It was the first time Hailey had seen him dressed in casual wear. He was usually in corporate attire, and it was rare to see him so relaxed. Lauren seemed momentarily surprised before flying up the stairs excitedly. Hailey watched quietly, choosing not to interfere. However, Lauren quickly asked, "Uncle, who is this auntie?" Hailey was speechless. How was she an auntie? She was clearly a young lady. But she didn't say anything and continued observing their interaction. Lauren's expression froze for a moment, obviously shocked by his words. She turned her sharp gaze towards Hailey and folded her arms, looking reluctant. Nolan's patience seemed to be waning. He narrowed his gaze at her and said firmly, "I said apologize." His expression was cold and calm, but Lauren un
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A week later... It was the first day back at the City Arts Institute. Hailey had applied after moving in with the Rothschild family, as per her agreement with Nolan when she signed the contract. Her enrollment application was already late, and she would have had to wait until the following year. However, Nolan offered to help, and before she knew it, she was given a chance to take the exam alone and she aced it. The Rothschild family was influential, and Nolan didn't hesitate to flaunt it. As it was mid-winter, Hailey was bundled up to combat the chilly weather. She wore a nude-colored long-sleeved top paired with pants. To complete her outfit, she wore nude ankle-high shoes and a black wool hat. Although Nolan had offered to have one of the drivers drop her off at the institute, she declined. The luxurious and ostentatious cars in the garage didn't appeal to her. Instead, she took the subway and then walked to the building. According to Nolan, she was to meet with the dean first be
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Dean Phillips appeared unable to recover from the onslaught of words. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his gaze turning sharp and resolute. He gave Mr. Ross a penetrating look and asked, "What are you trying to say?" Mr. Ross seemed to realize that his words were irritating the dean, so he adjusted his harsh expression and addressed the dean more carefully. He said, "I apologize for my rudeness, sir. But honestly, I do not believe that these top scores shown on her examination record sheet can be considered reliable." He gestured for emphasis, expecting the dean to agree with him, but instead, the dean's expression soured even further. His voice turned harsh and cold as he asked, "Are you insinuating that she cheated and that the council members helped her?" Mr. Ross's words caught in his throat, and he stammered, "No... I..." "No, I do not mean that the council helped her cheat. But for all we know, she could have cheated without our knowledge. It's highly suspicio
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As they continued walking towards Ms. Wood's classroom, Hailey could feel the other woman's gaze fixed on her. It seemed skeptical and scrutinizing, as if she was having second thoughts about accepting Hailey. However, Hailey was unfazed. Despite inhabiting the body of a new adolescent, her mental prowess far exceeded her age. A teacher's piercing stare held no power to intimidate her. Finally, Ms. Woods broke the silence, "I'm not a harsh person, but I must warn you beforehand. I have my own rules, and I expect them to be treated with importance. I hope you can integrate with your peers as quickly as possible." Hailey nodded quietly and replied, "Yes, ma'am." It felt somewhat strange to address someone who was probably just a few years older, or even the same age, as 'ma'am.' Ms. Woods pursed her lips and added, "Also, I do not take losses lightly, and I despise losing. Bringing you into my class is a kind of trial, and it may cost me the chance to win the teacher's cup this year."
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City Arts Institute... It had been a few hours since Hailey entered the institute, and it had been quite stressful. However, Hailey was somewhat used to it, as she had attended an art school in her past life. Although she had missed a few classes since they began, she believed she could catch up easily, especially with the help of her friendly and helpful seatmate. Her seatmate, Tara Johnson, surprised Hailey because she wasn't at all like her name suggested. Instead, Tara was meek and hesitant to speak. She had offered to help Hailey catch up on the missed classes and shared her notes, which Hailey found to be quite helpful. Hailey already considered Tara one of the first friendly people she had met at the institute. After finishing the sculpting lecture, Hailey stepped outside for some fresh air. The lecture had been exhausting and dull. Hailey was wearing the institute's workshop uniform, which consisted of oversized jumpsuits. The suits made her look like she was wearing men's c
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It was midday, and there were only a few minutes left until the end of the lecture. Cassidy twirled the pen in her hand thoughtfully. Just then, Mr. Ross finished his lecture and dropped the mic on the podium. He looked at them, his expression becoming more solemn as he spoke, "You all need to focus on your studies and do your best. Some of you are already doing well, but you have to continue giving your best. Your class is the best in the whole school. Surely, you don't want to lose face by falling off the ranks when the results come out. Is that understood?" "Yes, sir," everyone chorused as he stepped out of the door. Once he was gone, Cassidy focused on the list of fashion bags of the year, contemplating which one to choose. She was planning to ask Luke to pay for it. Just then, her desk mate leaned in and exclaimed, holding her phone up to Cassidy's face. "Check this out, Cassidy. Have you seen it?" Cassidy looked up with a frown, clearly displeased by the interruption. "What is
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