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HARRISON MANSIONIrene scrolled through the school blog on her phone. Despite Olivia being shaded all morning, it did nothing to pacify the rage boiling within her. Zachary had let that girl touch him—he even carried her! But when Irene expressed concern, he shut her out. Now, after sending countless messages, he was still ignoring her."Reply to my fucking messages, Zachary!"A maid rushed in, holding a tray with juice. "Are you okay, miss?"Irene’s eyes blazed with fury, making the maid tremble. "Do I look fine?! Who the fuck are you to ask me that?! Come here!"She grabbed the glass and threw the juice in the poor maid's face, drenching her."I'm sorry, Miss Irene," the maid whimpered, but Irene had lost all restraint."I’ll teach you to be sorry, bitch!" Smashing the glass against the wall, she dragged the maid toward the bathroom, ignoring her cries. She was going to make this stupid girl drink something worse than juice.MONDAY MORNINGOlivia strapped on her backpack and stepped

"My daughter?" Theodore asked, sarcasm dripping in his tone. "She's not, Amelia. She's not our daughter! If you want me to love her, then find my real daughter.!" Olivia heard Theodore thundered, and her lips trembled.No! This can't be true, she must have heard wrong, right? She ran to her room immediately. Tears streaming down her face.NEXT DAY, 7: 25AM.Olivia's face was pale as a sheet in the morning as she climbed downstairs, her backpack strapped to her shoulders. Her feet moved slowly as a snail. Her parents were already sitting down at the dining table. Parents? They aren't her parents.Madeline was biting out of her sandwich, a happy look on her face. Did she know about it too? It was obvious she did, that's why she was always trying to avoid her like a plague, that's why she didn't want the whole school to know they were sisters. But now, Olivia knew the truth."Livia, you're late for breakfast," Amelia scolded with a kind smile, while Theodore and Madeline didn't spare he

Olivia had a frown on her face as she entered into the private elevator, leading to the private classrooms. "That arrogant jerk!" She grumbled, her face squeezing up, "Who does he think he is?"She finally pushed the knob, and the soft gliding sound of the glassy door could be heard as she entered into the class. The private classroom was totally different from their normal classrooms. There were three black plush swiveling chairs, with laptops on their tables. It was incredibly spacious and exuded grandeur. Inside this same classroom, there were three separate relaxation suites for the boys. This was the first time Olivia had been in this place, and she couldn't deny the shiver she felt. Since the room was empty, she brought out her phone and dailed Zach's number."Come into through the first door, dummy," she heard his deep voice and scowled. She was here to tutor him. Who was the dummy between them?"Why did you choose me to be your tutor?" She asked immediately as she entered the

He scrutinized her for a second, then he blurted, his blue eyes locking with hers, "Tell me what happened that night." What night?" Olivia threw the question at him, puzzled. What was he talking about?He ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it slightly, "Forget it and get the fuçk out." Then he walked back to the window.Olivia blinked twice, her feet rooted to the floor."Did I stutter?" He asked coldly, not sparing her a glance.She rolled her eyes before leaving his suite and walking out of the private classroom.Just then, Madeline came out of a corner, her eyes squinting. "What was Olivia doing in the private classroom?"12TH GRADE CLASSROOM~~When Olivia entered, Mr. Holden was inside already. The class was totally silent. There was this respect everyone gave him, despite being bratty."Why are you just coming in, Miss?" His eyes bored into her and she lowered her head."I'm sorry, Mr. Holden," she mumbled. She could hear the murmuring of the students, their gazes fixed

"Take my backpack to class, in five minutes," his magnetic deep voice sounded through the hall and loud gasps filled the air.No way!!! What's going on??The nerd is going to the private classroom of Zachary?!How lucky!I hate her!Irene, do something please.It was as if she was in a trance, cos she wasn't even hearing a bit of what they were saying. Olivia's mind was swirling instead, she should take his backpack to class? As what? Then his words flashed to her.Not only will you tutor me. Whenever I call or need you, you're to answer me in the next five minutes. Whatever I ask you to do, you obey without complaint. Any lateness from you... and you'll bear the consequences.She could still feel his eyes on herself, his hands on his pockets with that familiar smirk on his lips, "Your time is almost up."Olivia's face contorted in a tight frown, she wanted to throw the bag back to him and yell at his face not to boss her around. But who was she kidding? She'll end up regretting it.