The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Teachers at Cloudcrest High School all had their own dorms, so they usually didn't come to the

cafeteria for lunch. Most of them cooked in their dorms instead.

So, when news spread that a teacher was coming over, everyone was taken aback.

All eyes turned to Logan, who was seen flashing a polite smile at a pretty girl around their age.

"No need. I can do it myself," Vivienne refused.

"Ms. Vivienne, you've been working hard for our class. I should do this," Logan insisted.

He'd learned something that morning: stick to Vivienne to get the good stuff.

"Alright then!" said Vivienne. "I'm not picky. Just get whatever."

Most of the cafeteria food was fast food.

Vivienne wasn't a big fan of fast food, but since she was in the cafeteria, she'd have to make do.

"Okay." Logan quickly went off to get Vivienne's food.

This scene left all the students astonished.

They hadn't misheard. Logan was really addressing a teacher, a girl around their age.

Before long, the students started to whisper amongst themselves.

"What's happening? Has Logan changed?"

"Not just Logan, everyone in Class Eighteen seems to be different. Don't you think?"

"You're right! They didn't pick on anyone today. They're all behaving themselves. If we didn't know

better, we'd think they were model students!"

"Isn't that girl the new transfer student? Why is Logan referring to her as the teacher?"

The students were buzzing with chatter, their voices getting louder. Normally, the people from Class

Eighteen would cause a ruckus, but not today. Vivienne had just set down the law. Who'd dare to stir up

trouble now?

Vivienne didn't care about all that. She suddenly remembered she hadn't given Logan money and

stood up to find him.

As she got up, she bumped into someone, "Sis?"

Arabella looked at Vivienne in disbelief, "What are you doing here?"

Then, as if something clicked, she muttered to herself, "Sis, have you finally agreed to Grandma's plan

to come to school?"

She glanced at the students from Class Eighteen beside Vivienne and smiled, "They haven't been

bullying you, right? If they do, just tell me. I'll make sure they pay."

Unlike others, Arabella wasn't afraid of the students from Class Eighteen. In fact, none of the students

from rich and powerful families were scared of them.

"Why don't you ask them if they dare to bully me?" Vivienne said with a playful glint in her eyes.

Arabella was confused. Vivienne didn't look like she'd been bullied at all.

How could that be?

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Every student or teacher that entered Class Eighteen had to go through some tough times, unless they

were able to stand their ground.

Arabella thought for a moment, and then it hit her, "As long as you're not being bullied, that's what

matters. I guess you wouldn't be scared of those lowlifes since you grew up in the countryside!"

Although it seemed like she was showing concern for Vivienne, she was actually making fun of her for

being from a lower social class.

"What did you just say?" Oberon, who had just been put in his place by Vivienne, was now being

mocked by Arabella. He was furious, "Who are you calling a lowlife?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Arabella smirked, "Don't you guys know what kind of reputation Class

Eighteen has in this school? My sister came from the countryside. She doesn't know any better, but

everyone at Cloudcrest High School knows who you guys are."

"Ugh!" A student next to Oberon couldn't take it anymore, "I can't stand it. I want to punch her!"

"Go ahead, punch her!"

Arabella laughed, "You dare to hit me? If you don't mind going to jail, then go ahead."

She wasn't scared of the people from Class Eighteen at all.

Because she was a famous talented girl from Havenwood, the daughter of the Hawthorn family. Even if

people were scared of Class Eighteen, they'd still stand by her side.

How many of them were in Class Eighteen?

Did they dare to go against the entire school?

In fact, not only was she not afraid, but she often provoked the students from Class Eighteen and

openly targeted them. Her sharp words often left the students from Class Eighteen with no choice but

to swallow their anger.

As a result, she was adored by many students!

In their eyes, she was the embodiment of justice who dared to stand against evil!

"You!" Oberon was so angry he almost spat blood.

In his life, he'd only ever been frustrated by two people, one was Vivienne, and the other was Arabella!

Did Arabella just call Vivienne 'sis'?

They really were two peas in a pod. They were both so annoying!

Especially Arabella!

This two-faced girl always liked to play mind games. The students from Class Eighteen often suffered

at her hands, so they tried their best to avoid upsetting her.

Arabella let out a soft laugh, making sure to speak loud enough for everyone to hear, "Let me introduce

you all. This is my sister, the newly acknowledged daughter of the Hawthorn family who's been living in

the Emerald Monastery in Eldoria City and isn't familiar with city life."

"Since she hasn't received a formal education, my grandma arranged for her to attend Class Eighteen.

Please don't bully her for not knowing anything. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone bully my sister."

Vivienne laughed, looking at Arabella as though she were a complete moron.

She stepped up to Arabella, towering over her by a good half a head. "How did you get so shameless?"

She asked, looking down at Arabella.

Arabella was speechless, and then put on a hurt face. "Sis, what do you mean? I was just trying to

stand up for you."

Coral, who was standing nearby, immediately jumped to Arabella’s defense. "Vivienne, you're being

way over the line! You've been picking on Arabella all this time and now when she's trying to help you,

and you're still badmouthing her. Are you even human?"

"I'm not human, are you?" Vivienne shot back coldly, her harsh tone sending shivers down people's

spines. "If you want to act like a dog, go ahead. Just don't bark at me. I hate hearing dogs yapping!"

Coral was so angry her face turned pale, but she was too stunned to say a word.

The folks from Class Eighteen, however, were secretly cheering.

Ms. Vivienne not only handled situations well, but her words were also razor sharp!

Looking at Arabella's fuming face, they couldn't help chuckling.

Well done!

This teacher was worth praising!

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have stolen your thunder." Arabella suddenly began to sob. "I was just

thinking that you've just arrived at the school and might have a hard time fitting in, so I spoke up for

you. I'm sorry. From now on, I won't steal your thunder anymore."

Hearing this, the other students looked at Vivienne with disgust.

Arabella was such a scheming person!

Vivienne smirked, walking up to Arabella and stopping just an inch away. "You're addicted to playing

the rich girl, huh? You are flaunting your superiority in front of a real rich girl like me. Who gave you the

guts? I haven't even settled the score with you for drugging me, and you think you're hot stuff?"