The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 455

Jeanette shot a glance at the teacher on the platform, biting back her anger as she lowered her head. “It won’t happen again,” she mumbled.

As soon as the words left her lips, she made her way over to the group of roommates she usually hung out with. Sliding into the seat beside them, she whispered, “Why didn’t you call me when you guys left earlier?”

None of them—who’d always been eager to please her—bothered to respond.

The smile on Jeanette’s face faltered for a moment. She waited until class ended, then forced a grin and looked their way. “Let’s hit the bar tonight. Drinks are on me.”

Even as she said it, a sneer flickered in her mind: Bunch of freeloaders. Living off my money, and now they think they can freeze me out? If you’re so high and mighty, just say no.

Jeanette kept smiling, expecting them to wag their tails and jump at her offer like always. But this time, they just stared at her, silent, eyes glinting with mockery.

“Why are you all looking at me like that?” Jeanette’s voice wavered as she stared back at them.

The three exchanged glances, then turned on her, voices dripping with scorn:

“What’s with the attitude, Miss Iverson? Got a little cash and think you’re something special?”

“Guess you haven’t checked your phone yet. Everyone online is saying you’re nothing but a bastard—like you deserve to hang out with us. Disgusting.”

“Your mom’s a whore, and you’re her daughter. No wonder you’re always sneaking off with guys behind our backs—you’re just following in her footsteps.”

“Like mother, like daughter.”

“Jeanette, I’m really curious—are you Dick’s daughter, or Sawyer’s?”

The three of them crossed their arms, closing in on Jeanette, herding her into a corner.