Chapter 553

Juniper must be so jealous!

At that thought, the tension Yolanda had been holding onto for so long finally melted away.

Just as she was reveling in her triumph, her phone rang.

“Hello?” Yolanda said, quickly composing herself and forcing a sweet tone into her voice when she saw it was her broadcasting program’s counselor.

“Come to my office. There’s something I need to talk to you about,” the counselor’s voice was stern. “It’s important, and we need it for next Monday. Come over right now p>

Next Monday? Isn’t that the freshman opening ceremony? Could it be? Did they really choose her to be the student representative and give the speech?

“Of course. I’m on my way,” Yolanda said, her heart leaping with joy. She hung up and practically jogged to the office.

As she neared the corner, she overheard her counselor talking to another professor in the office.

“Shanley is coming in person?” a female professor exclaimed. “He’s at the absolute top of the pyramid. Even major magazines and TV stations can’t get an interview with him p>

“That’s right,” the counselor nodded slightly. “This year’s freshman representative is certainly in for a treat p>

“This speech is very well-written. When are you giving it to her p>

“In a little while,” the counselor replied.

Shanley? Yolanda froze, recalling a fleeting glimpse she’d caught of him from a distance at the Schwartz family matriarch Hannah’s birthday banquet long ago. His posture, his profile, his aura—he put most of the popular male celebrities to shame. She thought he might have a girlfriend… but that didn’t matter. As long as he wasn’t married, everyone had the right to pursue their own happiness.

Perhaps if she performed well at the ceremony, she could capture his attention. Then, she’d climb the social ladder and become his wife, leaving Juniper so far behind she couldn’t catch up even on horseback.

Just the thought of it made her future seem incredibly bright.

“Knock, knock p>

Yolanda snapped back to reality and eagerly knocked on the door, feigning a demure tone. “Ma’am, you were looking for me p>

“Yes.” The smile on the counselor’s face vanished the moment she saw Yolanda, her tone turning serious. “Come in, I have something for you to look at p>

“Okay.” Yolanda walked cheerfully to the desk, her steps light, and glanced down. She saw a beautifully written speech lying there.

“Take a look at this,” the counselor said, but instead of handing her the speech, she opened a drawer and pulled out a different file.

Yolanda’s smile instantly dropped as she read the cover, her eyes widening.

“Report on the Investigation into the Farrell Case”? What was going on? Wasn’t the counselor supposed to give her the speech?

“Ma’am, this is Yolanda looked up, her voice filled with disbelief.

“During his interrogation, Farrell mentioned a few things concerning you the counselor said, glancing at Yolanda He claims the

you and

your mother instructed him to harass Juniper. The police need to verify this p>

“Of course not!” Yolanda lied without blinking, immediately denying it. She wanted nothing to do with a man on death row.

“He’s just a distant relative of my mother’s who was always asking for money. When she refused, he must have gotten angry and decided to slander us p>

Although they had orchestrated it, Farrell had no proof.

“Really?” the counselor asked, feeling her sincerity was a little too forced.

“Of course,” Yolanda replied obediently. “I would never do anything illegal or unethical p>

“I see.” The counselor gave Yolanda a long, hard look, a strange feeling lingering. “You can go now p>

After the perfunctory questions, she

waved Yotanda away and picked up

the speech, beginning to edit it.

seriously. This was far more important than Yolanda’s little

drama.

Go? Yolanda frowned. Had the counselor forgotten to give her the speech?