The revelation electrified the room. So, this was Lilah—the mysterious overseas student set to join them. In an instant, the crowd pivoted, surrounding her like she was a long-lost celebrity.
“So you’re Lilah! We’ve been waiting for you!”
“I thought you’d look completely foreign, but you could pass as one of us.”
“I heard your family’s insanely rich. Is it true? Who’s your father?”
The questions poured in like a storm—eager, intrusive, breathless. But Elliana—Lilah—stood poised as ever, a calm figure in the center of the frenzy. When the last voice died down, she replied with measured grace, “My family originally comes from Ublento. We don’t have foreign ancestry, so yes—we’re of the same ethnicity. As for my father…” She paused, her smile soft but unreadable. “I’m afraid I can’t say.”
The silence that followed wasn’t from disappointment, but intrigue. After all, when someone couldn’t say who their father was, it only meant one thing: they didn’t need to.
A hum of curiosity rippled through the crowd like static in the air. Eyes flicked between Trinity and Elliana—now Lilah—with increasing scrutiny.
“Lilah’s clothes aren’t flashy like Trinity’s, but there’s something so refined about her. That kind of grace doesn’t come from money alone. It’s bred into bone.”
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“Trinity and her—they weren’t born into riches but just adopted by wealthy families. Maybe their lives aren’t as grand as we imagined. Maybe it’s all just a carefully curated image.”
“In the end, Lilah just feels more noble. You can’t fake lineage—either it runs in your blood, or it doesn’t.”
The whispers were hushed, but Trinity heard them all. And it was that word “adopted” that landed like a dagger. Adopted into the Evans family. Her sister, adopted into the Campbell family…
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Two girls raised in privilege, but always tethered to the reminder that they weren’t truly one of them.
Moments ago, Trinity had been bathing in admiration. Now, she stood raw and humiliated, her crown slipping by the second. Shame boiled into rage. She wanted to get rid of Lilah just as Wanda had done with Elliana.
Ever since Wanda used the Campbell family’s influence to eliminate Elliana, Trinity’s violent intentions had intensified as she desired to erase anyone she disliked. Beside her, Dylan and Mindy sensed the change. The look in Trinity’s eyes chilled them—sharp, dangerous, barely contained.
Desperate to realign themselves with Trinity’s good graces, Dylan stepped forward, his voice rising with mock outrage. “Trinity comes from power and never hides it. So why are you being so mysterious, Lilah? What are you afraid of? You trying to trick us with this whole heiress act?”
“Exactly!” Mindy followed quickly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “And what’s with the mask? Hiding something? Or are you just too ashamed of your face to show it?”
As Dylan and Mindy stirred up the drama, the room fell into a heavy silence. Eyes shifted, and the air seemed to thicken with suspicion as everyone focused on Elliana, waiting for her reaction.
Whispers had been circulating, claiming that Lilah came from the fortune of some foreign magnate. But with no concrete evidence to back up the rumors, no one could confirm if her roots were truly as grand as everyone had speculated. The air was thick with curiosity, and Elliana’s next words became a kind of test.
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