"Joanna Lawrence, don’t be so smug. We’ll see!"
After gritting her teeth, Lillian White turned around angrily and left.
"Joanna Lawrence, do you really want to make things so absolute?" After seeing Lillian leave, Gretchen Skerit also left the classroom after dropping this sentence.
The students around, seeing no more excitement to watch, also dispersed one after another.
For a moment, the area that had been packed like sardines finally emptied.
Joanna frowned and stood there for a while before slowly walking out.
"Damn, I really want to beat up Lillian White! She’s too arrogant, saying she’s going to expose you. Is her brain not working right?" Aria Rowlett walked out with Joanna, holding her hand and venting angrily.
Joanna smiled, "Let her go if she wants. I haven’t done anything wrong to be afraid of her."
"I just think she’s so shameless."
The two left the classroom.
Still grumbling, Aria Rowlett said, "I think she should just drop out. I don’t want to go to the same school and major with such a disgusting person. If she doesn’t drop out, won’t we see her all the time in the future?"
"Just thinking about it makes me nauseous."
Aria seemed to hate them even more than Joanna.
Talking about it was endless.
Joanna listened to her complaints for a while and then smiled a little helplessly, "They are pretty hateful, and I don’t plan on forgiving them. But dropping out isn’t necessary, is it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Aria glared at her, "Joanna, you’re not thinking of being a divine lady, are you?"
Joanna: "...I don’t have that kind of idea."
"That’s good." Aria glared at her again, "You better not have too much of a divine lady’s heart. Think about how they treated you, and if they weren’t caught and possibly facing expulsion, do you think they would come to apologize to you?"
"Didn’t you see Lillian wasn’t sincere at all?"
"For people like them, a moment of soft-heartedness won’t be rewarded with any gratitude."
"Maybe they’ll be even more resentful of you in their hearts and take revenge on you when they get the chance."
"Since no matter what you do, they won’t be grateful, you might as well be the bad guy all the way."
Joanna fell silent for a moment: "I know, but I don’t think Gretchen is that terrible."
Among the people who left comments defaming and slandering her in the post, Lillian was the main culprit.
Gretchen was also involved, but she didn’t go too far.
"Gretchen may be a little better than Lillian. You can reconsider her case. As for Lillian, I don’t think it’s necessary."
As the two chatted for a while, Joanna’s cell phone rang.
She took it out and saw an unfamiliar number. After answering, a man’s voice came through from the other side: "Excuse me, is this Miss Joanna Lawrence?"
"I am, and you are...?"
"I am a clerk at Eternal Love Florist. Someone ordered flowers to be delivered to you. Please tell me where you are, and I’ll deliver the flowers."
Joanna hung up the phone.
She rubbed her forehead, feeling a little helpless.
Why did Ashton Heath send her flowers again?
Didn’t he just send them at noon?
Although she quite liked them, sending them several times in one day seemed like a waste.
Those flowers couldn’t be eaten or used. With his rate of sending, her room would soon be too full to fit them all.
"What happened? Who called?" Aria curiously asked.