Chapter 322 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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Upon hearing that Serena had been trying to make friends with Mirabella but to no avail, she was very anxious.

“Serena, you’re really too naive! How could someone like Mirabella ever be your friend? She’s clearly messing with you!”

“I chose to come here every day. Besides, I did a lot of wrong things before. It’s normal that she doesn’t trust me right away.”

As Serena walked towards Summerfield College, she said, “I’ve realized it’s better to get along with her than to be her enemy in secret. At least I can still stay in this family and enjoy the l from my parents, grandparents, and brothers.”

Martha: “Serena, you’re so clueless! Mirabella just came back to this family so her relationship with your parents isn’t deep. This is your best chance. Wait until her relationship with the family is strong and everyone respects her, then how could she possibly accommodate you then?”

Serena: “As long as I get along with her, she will naturally accept me: The Collins family is so big. Is there no place for me? She’s not the type to be petty.”

Martha: “Serena, who misled you? Do you really know her? How do you know what kind of person she is?” Martha was even more anxious. “Even the deepest feelings can be shattered the face of interests! You’re young, unaware of the complexity of human nature and the darkness of society. You and her have no blood relationship and are not very compatible. You t could never live in peace.”

Serena: “Martha, she never caused trouble for me on purpose. We were always the ones who started the fights. She only warned us lightly and never did anything excessive to us. Why can’t we live in peace and get along?“.

Martha: “That’s because her relationship with the rest of the family isn’t close. She needs time to adjust, so she won’t do anything rash now. Wait until she’s close with the family, you’ll how she treats you.”

“Alright, Martha, I know you mean well, but I have my own thoughts.” Serena said this, then remembered Chasel’s disappointed look, lowered her head, and said, “I really don’t want to s Chasel’s disappointed face again.”

It used to be Hans who was disappointed in her, and now it was Chasel.

If, in the future, her whole family feels disappointed in her, it would be too late for her to regret it.

Martha: Your parents went to see her at her school first, then to Summerfield College to see you. The order was different, and the gifts they brought were different. Don’t you get it? Your status in the Collins family is already in serious jeopardy.”

Serena: “Alright, Martha, I get it.”

Martha sighed and said no more, just frowned, looking very worried.

Serena: “I’ll take you to see around our school. There are a few new restaurants. Let’s call my parents and have dinner there.”

Seeing Serena’s innocent smile, Martha sighed again. Forget it, it’s no use persuading her now. Let’s wait until she’s experienced a few setbacks with Mirabella, then try to persuade her.

Who knew what Mirabella did to make Serena change so much?

This girl can’t stay here any longer.

On the other side.

Mirabella got a call from Molly.

“Bella, my three months are up. The HR department wants me to do the handover in the next two days. I don’t want to leave you.”

With the help of Hans and Mirabella, Molly got her house and company back. She wanted to stay with Mirabella to learn for three, five, or even ten years.

But Mirabella only gave her three months because she felt Molly was smart and had great ideas. Three months was enough for her to lay the foundation and manage her own company.

“I’ve told you, if you have any problems with the company, just come to me,” Mirabella said with a smile.

“You’re too kind. If I hadn’t met you, my life would be totally different. I’d probably be somewhere in a corner, feeling lost.”

Molly also asked about her recent school life, and they ended up talking about the competition: “What should I do? The international competition is coming up.”

Last time, they participated in the national design competition together and won first place.

The top three winners from each country were eligible to participate in the next round of international design competition.

But this time it’s a single competition, only Molly can participate.

Mirabella: “Go for it. You can definitely get into the top five.”

Mirabella recently received the latest design draft from the company at school. Molly’s design was eye–catching and had improved a lot from last month.

But there were also several well–known designers in the competition. Their works were very good, and they were Molly’s strong competitors.

“Hans will also be a judge,” Mirabella said.

Molly: “Mr. Collins is going too? That’s great!”

Having someone she knew there gave her a bit more confidence.

Otherwise, being in an unfamiliar foreign country can always make people feel anxious.

For the next few days, Mirabella was still busy in the lab, but the rumors outside were getting more and more intense.

“School’s been in session for almost a month, and I heard that the top scorer has only attended a few days of classes. Does she think she can do whatever she wants just because her scores are good?”

“The teachers in her class think highly of her. Apparently, they didn’t talk to her in private, and the classmates also respect her a lot.”

“She just got an award during training, and the whole class got a day off. What’s so great about that?”

Kelly heard these gossips in the restroom and couldn’t help but retort, “Yeah, it’s not a big deal, but it seems like nobody in your class has done it, right?”

The short–haired girl who was complaining to her friends saw Kelly and couldn’t help but say, “I know you You’re Mirabella’s friend. We’re talking about Mirabella. What does it have to do with you?”

Kelly: “Since you said I’m her friend, then her business is my business. So tell me, what does it matter to you whether Mirabella comes to school or not? You’re so nosy!”

The short–haired girl was left speechless.

After washing her hands, Kelly was about to leave the restroom. She seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped, saying, “Oh, by the way, Mirabella doesn’t come to school because she has the privilege. Not everyone needs to sit in a classroom to learn.”

With Mirabella’s talent, attending classes would be a waste of time.

What really attracted her to Westerly College were the high–value equipment in the laboratory and researching new drug formulas with Grandpa Beck.

After leaving the restroom, Kelly returned to her seat in the cafeteria and said, “There are all kinds of people these days.”

“What happened?” Mirabella saw her looking a bit angry, which was rather cute.

Kelly told her what had just happened. Joyce at the side couldn’t help but say, “I’ve also been annoyed by those people recently. Probably because Mirabella’s grades are too good, everyone’s paying attention to her.”

Another roommate said, “Me too. I was going to class 3303 the other day and heard people talking about Bella not attending class. I wanted to ask, What’s it to them whether Bella goes to class or not?”

Mirabella thought for a while. She indeed hadn’t gone to class for a long time, so she asked, “What’s the next course?”

“Pharmacy.”

This course mainly explained the effects of prescriptions, diagnosis, treatment, etc. Because the theory was the same, the neurology class and the surgery class will attend together.

“Let’s go to class then.”

Hearing that Mirabella was going to class, Kelly was stunned. “Wait for me.”

The professor teaching pharmacy today was a kind–faced old man, dressed simply and wearing glasses.

Because there were too many students in class, he couldn’t take attendance one by one but had the class presidents count the number of students. He was somewhat surprised to learn that everyone in the neurology class was present.

“The top scorer is here? Let me see which little girl she is.” The old professor lifted his head, looked at the student through the glasses, and seemed very curious about who the top scorer was.

“Professor Lambert, the top scorer is here!”

“Over here!”

“This is our class’s top scorer.”

The students of the neurology class were all enthusiastic, eagerly wanting to introduce Mirabella to Professor Lambert. However, the students from the surgery class frowned, seemingly uninterested.

Mirabella stood up under Professor Lambert’s gaze and politely said, “Hello, Professor Lambert, I’m Mirabella.”

“So you finally decided to show up.” Professor Lambert said it with a chuckle. Mirabella was a pretty girl and seemed pretty clever to boot.

The surgery students thought Professor Lambert would give Mirabella a piece of his mind, but surprisingly, he laughed and asked, “With your impressive grades, why did you choose to attend Westerly College and pursue a career in medicine?”

Without skipping a beat, Mirabella answered, “I want to save lives.”

“There are many ways to do that,” said Professor Lambert.

“But neurology is challenging.”

“Very good, very good. You’re a girl with ambition. Please, have a seat.” Professor Lambert said with a smile, looking at everyone. “You are from two different classes. Today, we’re going to discuss a common disease, and the two different approaches when it comes to treating colds.”

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