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Chapter 5 

That evening, after the final bell rang, Nova slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked out of the school gates. 

Not far away, Sylvie waved at her enthusiastically, flanked by a few of the meaner girls from their class. 

Nova had zero interest in dealing with them, but Sylvie ran straight up to her and asked, “Nova, are you waiting for someone to pick you up too?” 

‘Nova, don’t you usually walk home?” 

‘Yeah, Nova, who’s picking you up today? Are they bringing a scooter or a bicycle?” 

The mockery from her classmates was loud and piercing. 

At this school, the social hierarchy was brutal. 

n her past life, Nova’s sudden weight gain had tanked her self-esteem. She had insisted on walking to and from school every single day, hoping the exercise would help her slim down. It never did, but it successfully convinced everyone that she was dirt poor. A rumor eventually spread that she was Caleb’s distant, destitute relative from the countryside, only allowed into Lindenwood Preparatory Academy because of the Langdon family’s charity. 

Because of that lie, right up until graduation, nobody at school had any idea she was actually the sole heiress of The Donald Group. 

“You guys shouldn’t say things like that. Nova might not have a lot of money, but we shouldn’t make fun of her for it.” 

Sylvie affectionately linked her arm through Nova’s and smiled. “Nova, why don’t you ride with me today? I’ll have my driver drop you off at home.” 

Nova frowned and yanked her arm back. “No thanks. My family has a car.” 

Nova knew exactly what Sylvie was playing at. She wanted to use the ride 

to find out where Nova lived and, more importantly, to show off her 

supposed luxury car to the rest of the school. 

‘Stop bragging, Nova. If your family actually owned a car, why on earth would you walk every day?” 

‘Exactly! Sylvie’s car is a Porsche. You probably won’t get to sit in one for the rest of your life. Stop being so ungrateful.” 

The other girls sneered, their faces full of absolute disdain. 

Right at that moment, an ultra-luxurious car glided smoothly to a stop directly in front of the school gates. The students standing around froze, their jaws practically hitting the pavement. 

‘That’s a limited-edition Rolls-Royce! You can’t even buy that if you have the money!” 

‘Whose car is that? That is insane! Do we even have anyone that rich at 

our school?” 

Amidst the collective gasps of the crowd, the driver stepped out in a crisp suit, walked straight up to Nova, and bowed respectfully. “Miss, Mr. 

Donald sent me to bring you home.” 

Nova gave a curt nod. “Got it.” 

Seeing that the car was actually for Nova, the girls were completely paralyzed with shock. 

‘Nova? Why is it for Nova…” 

“What is Nova’s actual background? How could her family possibly afford a car like that?” 

“Sylvie, you’re close with Nova. Do you know what her family does?” 

Sylvie felt her cheeks burn with total humiliation, as if someone had just backhanded her across the face. 

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A limited-edition Rolls-Royce… How many millions of dollars did that 

Cost? 

Sylvie dug her fingernails into her palms. 

Wasn’t Nova supposed to be Caleb’s broke relative from the countryside? 

By now, Nova was already seated comfortably inside. Through the rearview mirror, she watched Sylvie’s father pull up in the Sutton family’s Porsche to pick her up. 

But after the grand entrance she had just made, that Porsche looked like an absolute joke. 

Noticing Nova’s sudden change in behavior, the driver couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, I thought you didn’t like being too high-profile?” 

I changed my mind. From now on, pick me up and drop me off every single day. The more high-profile, the better. In fact, switch up the cars every day.”