Chapter 518

Not only did he fail to lift it, the suitcase didn’t even budge.
What on earth was inside? It was like trying to lift a block of concrete!
“You’re pathetic,” a short-haired guy scoffed, shoving the first one aside. He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. “How heavy can a little suitcase li—”
Caught off guard by the immense weight, the short-haired guy was yanked forward by the force of gravity and fell flat on his face. He rubbed his wrist, utterly bewildered and deeply embarrassed as he retreated to the side.
What was in that thing?
“It seems a bit heavy. Why don’t we all help Juniper?” someone suggested. The other guys moved in to help, all grabbing a handle. Embarrassingly, they couldn’t lift it either.
The atmosphere was thick with an almost painful awkwardness.
Just then, two familiar voices called out.
“Juniper!” Queenie and Janet had arrived. “Come on, let’s go.”
“Okay,” Juniper replied with a faint smile. Then, without any apparent effort, she picked up the suitcase with one hand and casually strolled away, leaving a crowd of dumbfounded upperclassmen in her wake.
The boys stared after her. Did she really just lift that thing so easily? With one hand? They had just made complete fools of themselves in front of the campus genius. How mortifying!
Back in the SUV, a satisfied smirk spread across Shanley’s face. He knew those little pups at Eclara University were no match for his Juniper. His heart felt at ease.
After finishing their registration, Juniper accompanied Janet and Queenie to their dorm. As they were walking, they ran right into a familiar face-Yolanda Sherwin. She had gotten in as a specialty student, and with her decent exam scores she had naturally been accepted to Eclara University.
Yolanda’s face fell when she saw Juniper. The whole fake-top-scholar
made it hard for her to
fiasco had m
vel
even show her face on campus Luckily she was reasonably attractive and good at playing the victim, so several upperclassmen had already offered to help her.
“Juniper, long time no see,” Yolanda forced a smile and initiated the greeting. “If Grandpa knew you got into Eclara, he would have been so happy.”
“What a pity Yolanda feigned a look of sorrow, her expression a masterpiece of insincerity. “That he’s no longer here to see it.”
At the mention of their grandfather, Juniper’s expression turned to ice, a chill seeping into her eyes. “It’s a good thing he can’t.”
Yolanda froze.
“Otherwise, he’d probably die of anger seeing you impersonate the top scholar and tarnish the Sherwin family name,” Juniper continued, her voice dangerously soft as her narrowed eyes locked onto Yolanda.
“You—” Yolanda’s face paled, and she quickly glanced around, terrified someone might have overheard.
She hoped he had died of anger. Her grandfather must have secretly hired tutors to train Juniper, otherwise how could she have
gotten a perfect score? She ne
was the
real Sherwin, his true granddaughter! What was Juniper? Without the Sherwins, she would have rotted in a gutter somewhere.
“Let’s go, Juniper,” Janet said, linking her arm through Juniper’s and forcing a smile. “Eclara University is a nice place, but there’s just so much trash around. It really ruins our appetite.”
“Your words are as sweet as honey,” Juniper said, playfully pinching Janet’s cheek as they walked away.
Watching Juniper’s retreating back, Yolanda clenched her fists, her eyes burning with hatred and jealousy. “Just you wait. Let’s see if you’re still smiling after two weeks of boot camp.” she seethed inwardly.
The head drill instructor for this year’s training was a relative of her mother’s. Crushing Juniper would be all too easy.