It was just a small matter she could solve herself, and she was too lazy to mention it, as it would take away from her time with him.

The next day, Ophelia attended class as usual. She had only one class in the afternoon, and after class, she prepared to leave the school.

Just as I had walked out of the teaching building—

“Ophelia, stop!”

Adalynn and her group approached her with an imposing demeanor. Adalynn stood still and sneered, “What did I say yesterday? Before two o'clock, kneel down and apologize to Bessie! Did you do it?”

Ophelia lazily lifted her eyelids and said, “Just because you said it, I have to do it? Who are you?”

“Who am I?” Adalynn raised her head proudly. “I am Adalynn, born into the Estrada family in Kingchester, and I am also the future young mistress of the Pruitt family in Kingchester!”

The future Mrs. Pruitt family? Ophelia’s brow twitched, and she finally looked at the other person seriously. She was referring to whom in the Pruitt family?

Ophelia squinted and suddenly glanced at Bessie, who looked pitiful next to Adalynn. Earlier in the cafeteria, she had noticed that Adalynn harbored strong hostility towards her. If it were just to vent for Bessie, there shouldn’t have been such intense animosity. That hostility might have been closely related to Adalynn’s identity as “the future Mrs. Pruitt of the Pruitt family.”

Adalynn didn’t notice her gaze and continued to mock. “Ah, I forgot, you were just a bumpkin who grew up in Minston and probably never even went to Kingchester. It’s normal for you not to know what the Estrada family represents, as you might not have even come into contact with the real upper class.”

“You just needed to know that behind me stood the Pruitt family and the Estrada family, people like you from the lower class who couldn’t even imagine such connections. As long as I wanted, I could make it so that you couldn’t stay at Ventura University, Minston, or even Dragdom!”

“Couldn’t even stay in Dragdom? What a big talk!”

Lenora and Hannah, who knew Winford’s identity, looked at Adalynn with a somewhat indescribable expression. Ophelia’s focus, however, was not on that. She didn’t pay any attention to Adalynn’s reckless threat at all. Instead, she spoke up and asked, “The future Mrs. Pruitt? You are engaged to the Pruitt family? Who?”

Adalynn raised her chin a little higher and asked, “Did Mr. Winford know?”

Mr. Winford…? Ophelia’s brow furrowed again, and Lenora and Hannah’s hearts suddenly lifted.

Thinking that their reaction was due to being scared, Adalynn spoke in a seemingly nonchalant tone, filled with pride and satisfaction. “Mr. Winford’s nephew Cullen was my fiancé!”

Ophelia couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth. “Really? Then I was truly scared.”

Even a fool could hear the insincerity in her words. Adalynn got angry and said, “Ophelia! Today you either kneel down or get out of Ventura University!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately signaled to the attendant beside her, “Go, she doesn’t know how to kneel, so you all go help her!”

Two lackeys immediately stepped forward, their faces filled with ill intentions, rubbing their fists together, ready to force Ophelia to kneel.

Before they could take action, Ophelia suddenly spoke up in a leisurely manner—

“Adalynn, were you standing up for Bessie today?”