"Ha."Upon hearing this, Heloise stood there and couldn't help but laugh, her lips curved in a mocking arc.The teachers in the office all took a cold breath; Professor Campbell was the most untouchable professor in their law school. Any student who showed a hint of disrespect in front of him would face consequences.Yet, she dared to display such a smile.Indeed, when Heloise smiled, Professor Campbell's face immediately turned ugly, like the bottom of a pot. The veins on his forehead popped as he asked, "What are you laughing at?""Since the leadership knows that I can even pull in senators, do you think having a school leader for me is a difficult task?" Heloise responded with a smile, her clear eyes showing no sign of weakness."Bang!"Professor Campbell directly threw the teacup in his hand. "You are outrageous! Do you know who you are talking to? You dare to threaten me and still want to enter the law school? Dream on!"Without his approval, she could forget about entering the l

And then, this lifetime, she could never stand up again."..."Heloise silently looked at him, her eyes devoid of any fear, surprisingly calm.Jane had been listening outside the door and couldn't hold back anymore. She rushed in, kneeling down anxiously. "Young Master, please don't! Miss hasn't run away. If you break her legs like this, her life will be ruined."Breaking the legs of someone so young would add so much hardship to her future life."..."Interrupted, Reginald's face darkened.Ben quickly entered and pulled Jane out, saying, "What are you doing, Jane? You're asking for trouble. I haven't settled the matter of you helping someone impersonate and lure away the bodyguards. Get out!"Now Mr. Wordsworth is furious, staying here is courting death."What impersonation?"Jane was confused, but at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything. She resisted Ben's pulling and knelt on the ground, shouting, "Young Master, if you want to break someone's legs, break mine. Spare M

She once said that his one-handed matchstick-striking gesture was quite charming. Was she acting?Heloise really didn't want to bother with him, but he was pushing her step by step. She lifted her gaze, collided with his deep eyes, and said with a sly smile, "Mr. Wordsworth, how about I twist your knee bones a bit and then soothe you? What do you think?"To see how he would interpret the word "pretending" later on.She expected Reginald's face to turn even darker at this comment. However, he unexpectedly stared at her with a strange excitement in his eyes. The next moment, she was lifted up by him.Reginald held her, kicked the door open, and walked downstairs without a word. The living room was exceptionally quiet, illuminated by the light and the fragrance of hyacinth.The wheelchair downstairs was still not put away. Reginald put Heloise down and sat in the wheelchair, casually stepping on the coffee table. He reached down, rolled up his trouser leg to the knee, and then picked up

Heloise is quite ruthless.Abel is extremely hurt, looking at the pile of letters, "Aren't you going to take a look? These are all confessions from young men."Heloise sat there, impatiently pulled out a pen from her pencil case, removed the cap, and stabbed it into the desk. She did it gently, but the entire pen tip went into the table.Just like that, it went in!"..."Abel was shocked, his hair standing on end. The pain from that night at the night market instantly dominated him again. He quickly stood up to pack the boxes, preparing to leave.Suddenly, as if remembering something, Heloise turned her eyes towards him. "Are many people paying attention to me in school now?""Of course!" Abel excitedly exclaimed, "You exposed a member of parliament! Now everyone in the school knows your name. Your name is all over the first eight pages of the school forum, with threads carrying your name."Heloise held her book, looked outside for a moment, and saw both male and female students stari

"That's how it is," Ryan said nonchalantly. "A son who forces his own father to step down at gunpoint, a son who could turn mad at any moment – what use do I have for them? I still have a son, an obedient and healthy one, to whom I can pass everything."Heloise was rendered speechless, contemplating the genetic diseases in the Gonzalez family. She saw Ryan as another madman in the family.Ryan continued, "Once Reginald is dead, I can regain control of Wordsworth’s Consortium and become your most powerful ally."Heloise, with a cold tone, responded, "A protector who kills his own son, I dare not rely on."Ryan saw through everything. "Miss ThankGod, you are so clever. Did you record our conversation? I allowed you to record it. You can keep it as leverage against me. I won't expose the matter of killing my son publicly. What better way to ensure your freedom than this?"He is a negotiation master, isn't he?Heloise was impressed.