The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 250

Jeanette was ghostly pale. She’d dressed up today just to avoid being looked down on, but she never imagined it would land her in this kind of trouble.

Tears shimmered in her eyes as she looked at the group. “Aren’t we friends?” she pleaded. “Don’t you believe me at all?”

Playing the victim was her go-to tactic, and in the past, it always worked like a charm.

Jeanette cast her most pitiful look around, hoping to win some sympathy from the rest of the classroom.

Normally, by this point, half the class would have rushed over to comfort her. But now, even though she was putting on her best performance yet, not a single person came to her defense.

Inside, Jeanette cursed them all a hundred times over.

Someone finally spoke up, voice thick with disgust. “God, you’re pathetic.”

The group looked at her, their eyes full of contempt as she started sniffling and playing the same tired act.

A girl who’d never liked her to begin with snatched a textbook off her desk and hurled it straight at Jeanette.

Her voice dripped with venom. “Cut the crap, Jeanette. Do you really think we can’t see through your manipulative little games?”

“Why do you think we ever sucked up to you in the first place? It’s because you’re the Iverson family’s princess, and cozying up to you was the only way to keep our parents’ businesses safe.”

Bitch. Every last one of them.

Jeanette’s head rang from the impact. She clutched her bruised forehead, eyes flickering with hatred as she silently vowed she would never forgive these traitors.

Nicola crossed her arms, her face blank as she stared Jeanette down. “The Iverson family’s bankrupt now. You’re worthless to us. We don’t need some penniless loser hanging around.”

Ten grand wouldn’t even pay for one of her dresses. Did he think she was some beggar?

Furious, Jeanette hurled the keys back at him without a second thought.

The boy looked stunned, anger darkening his face. “Jeanette, the Iversons are broke. You really think you’re still the princess everyone wants to please?”

“I’m doing you a favor here. Who are you to say no to me?”

She shot him a look of pure disgust. “Even with the family’s money gone, you’re not nearly good enough for me.”

He still wouldn’t give up. “You’d sleep with an old man for cash, but you won’t be my girlfriend? No matter what, I’m better than some wrinkled sugar daddy.”