My arrogant 125
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Chapter 125: Stephanie Apologizes in Humiliation

Even Rachel herself didn’t expect to stand there, bewildered, listening to them repeatedly mention “Sparkling Gems” and “S,” without knowing the brand. Just hearing them say so much, a vague concept formed in my heart. That was why this brand's items were so expensive; the bracelet she wore was even better than the one Stephanie had lost. Her confidence instantly boosted; her back straightened.

Myrna didn’t bother with small talk. She walked over nonchalantly, looking at the girl in her fancy clothes, her face pale. “Stephanie,” she said, “apologize.”

Stephanie jerked her head up sharply, her watery eyes shimmering, her lips tightly clenched. Didn’t she just apologize? What did Myma mean? As if she could see what Stephanie was thinking, Myma’s snow-white neck tilted back, very cold and wild, full of banditry. “Your apology just now doesn’t count. Hasn’t anyone ever taught you to apologize? You never once said sorry, and even slandered that…”

Rachel was wearing a counterfeit. Now it’s proven that what she wore was not a counterfeit, but you misidentified it due to your own blindness. Shouldn’t you sincerely apologize to others?”

Stephanie clenched her fingers, her eyelashes trembling slightly, still wanting to argue: “I never said she was wearing a counterfeit.”

What Myma disliked most about her was that she was never straightforward in her words and actions, always evading responsibility when things went wrong, and blaming others for her mistakes. So he furrowed his brow, extremely impatient. “You didn’t say it, but everyone present could understand what you meant. Apologize to Rachel. Otherwise, we would have made a big deal out of this.” Her voice wasn’t loud; she seemed quite calm, but she was a bit restless and very impatient. But it gave a sense of oppression that a high school student could not.

Even Ramon kept glancing at her. Damn, what’s with Myrna? Usually, she looks so languid and uninterested in anything, but today she’s inexplicably handsome. Adrian had already seen the other side of Myma and was long past being surprised. He looked at Stephanie’s pretentious behavior with disgust and said in a rough voice, “Melcester Central High School isn’t owned by your Stark family. Don’t bring your home behavior here. Not every woman in this world is your mother, who can tolerate your tantrums!” Adrian was too blunt with his words. He simply didn’t leave her any dignity at all.

Stephanie’s face was flushed to a purplish hue, her almond eyes flashing with humiliation and indignation. Myrna was one thing, but Adrian was just the son of a nanny her family had once hired. How dare he speak to her like that! Myma didn’t give her a chance to react; beautifully and coolly she dropped two words: “Apologize!” She didn’t find the bracelet she had lost, and the Sparkling Gems on Rachel’s hand were genuine. Stephanie was indeed in a predicament; even if she had a thousand or ten thousand reluctances in her heart, she could only bow her head. Bearing the humiliation, she whispered to Rachel, “I’m sorry. I misunderstood you.” Stephanie lowered her head to apologize, and when she raised it again, the corners of her eyes were red. Looking like she was the one who had been misunderstood, she stared at Myrna’s face with humiliation and resentment: “Can I leave now?”

Myrna stood casually, a stark contrast to her huffy demeanor, and nonchalantly replied, “I’m not blocking your way. If you want to leave, just go. You don’t need to report to me.” Stephanie’s face darkened. Right, why did she have to tell Myrna, as if she wouldn’t dare to leave if Myrna didn’t let her? She gritted her teeth and turned to leave. When a group of people from Class B saw that she had left, they also followed suit and left dejectedly.


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