Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire-Chapter 59 - Didn’t Even Graduate from Junior High

Just when Serena Summers thought about leaving, Grace Summers suddenly spoke up again.

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“What?

She’s not a student at S University?

Then why is she here?”

“I thought I saw her here a few days ago, thinking she was a junior!

Isn’t she?”

“Is our S University’s security so poor that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can just walk in?”

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Grace Summers’s lips stiffened for a moment.

To be precise, she wasn’t a student of S University either.

According to what these people were saying, didn’t that also make her part of the riff-raff?

She forced a shallow smile, pretending to be calm and said: “Yeah sister, you didn’t even get into college, how did you end up here?”

Her voice slightly paused, and Grace Summers added: “Sister, if you want to go to college, I can ask Dad to spend money to help you, but forget about S University.

After all, you didn’t even graduate from junior high…”

Grace Summers wasn’t just spouting nonsense.

Before the Summers Family took Serena Summers back home, they had her background thoroughly investigated.

According to the investigation, Serena Summers had been living in the mountains almost all these years, rarely coming down.

How could there be a school in such a desolate place on the mountain?

So, the entire Summers Family knew that Serena Summers had never been to school.

That was what Mr.

and Mrs.

Summers disliked about Serena Summers the most.

Serena Summers: “Why not?

I just like S University and want to come here.

Maybe you could ask Mr.

Summers on my behalf to spend more money on my education?”

“Sister, what are you talking about!

S University isn’t some cheap university you can get into by throwing a little money around!”

Grace Summers glared at Serena Summers angrily.

She’s so greedy, why doesn’t she just go rob a bank?

“Mr.

Summers could spend money to get you into Imperial Capital Drama Academy, what else can’t he do?” Serena Summers chuckled, raising her eyebrows.

The Imperial Capital Drama Academy is one of the best drama schools in Corland, having trained many top actors and actresses over the years.

With Grace Summers’s mediocre skills, how could she possibly get admitted?

Mr.

Summers doted on Grace and, despite her constant nagging, ended up pouring a lot of money into it.

Grace Summers had always cultivated an image of a scholarly idol in the entertainment circle for years, but actually, very few people knew that her real college entrance examination results were terrible.

Serena Summers never considered herself a kind-hearted person.

The principle she respected was: if nobody offends me, I won’t offend anyone; but if someone offends me, I must retaliate.

Serena Summers’s words were like a thunderclap, changing the expressions of the onlookers who had previously admired Grace Summers.

Even Grace Summers went pale.

She held her bag tightly, her eyes full of resentment as she looked at Serena Summers.

“I…

I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense!”

“You know whether I’m talking nonsense or not,” said Serena Summers, stepping forward with a smile, whispering a few words into Grace Summers’s ear.

Grace Summers’s complexion instantly turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with shock and panic.

Observing her face panicked and flustered, Serena Summers’ red lips slightly curled as she turned and left.

The onlookers were all confused.

No one knew what Serena had said exactly, they only knew that Grace Summers’ complexion turned very unsightly.

As if afraid, in fear.

Grace stood there, her body stiff.

A bone-chilling cold suddenly surged from the soles of her feet, so cold she began to tremble.

Upon hearing the news, Evan Summers hurried over, only to see Grace standing there as if she had lost her soul.

He furrowed his brows and gently patted Grace’s shoulder, “Grace, are you alright?”

Grace came back to her senses and quickly hid the panic in her eyes, “No, I’m fine.”

“What did Serena tell you?

Why do you look so terrible?”

Grace shook her head frantically, hastily changing the subject.

“It’s nothing!

She didn’t say anything.

Brother, Mom asked me to check on you, you haven’t been home for a long time, Mom misses you.”

Evan was indeed diverted.

He suddenly remembered the words Serena had said in the cafe a few days ago, feeling unsettled inside.

Seeing that Evan did not pursue the matter further, Grace breathed a sigh of relief.

When she took the opportunity to go to the restroom, Grace quickly locked herself in a stall, gasping for breath.

She leaned against the wall, Serena’s cold and piercing words still ringing in her ears.

“Being kept by a man in his forties…

What do you think Lucas Shaw would do if he heard this?

I heard that the last person who framed him ended up with their tongue cut out.”

“Grace, don’t try to test my limits.

Otherwise, I’ll make you understand what it means to reap what you sow.”

…

Grace held her chest, trying hard to breathe deeply, calming her emotions.

She desperately comforted herself inside.

Serena was just talking tough.

How could Serena, a country bumpkin who lived in the countryside for over a decade, catch the eye of Mr.

Lucas Shaw?

Someone as cold-blooded and ruthless as Mr.

Lucas Shaw would absolutely not easily hurt someone for a woman.

Moreover, in a few days, she would become the daughter-in-law of the Parker Family.

Lucas Shaw simply couldn’t do anything to her!

******

On the other side.

Serena had no idea that her seemingly light words had caused such intense panic in Grace.

She walked into Liam Shaw’s office and placed the folder on the desk in front of him.

Liam, focused and serious, didn’t notice the presence of another person.

After a long while, Liam finished wrapping up his work and as he looked up, he saw Serena resting her chin in her hands, lost in thought.

Liam chuckled lightly, “When did you arrive?

Why didn’t you call me?”

When he was engrossed in his work, he could easily become absorbed, forgetting everything around him.

Serena tilted her head, her delicate finger tapping on the folder, “The latest research data, take a look.

It’s much more successful than the initial data.”

Liam’s heart leaped with joy and he hurriedly opened the folder.

The further he read, the deeper the smile on his face.

After a long while, he closed the folder, unable to hide the excitement on his handsome face, “Serena, can we start the next phase of the research?”

Under Liam Shaw’s gaze, Serena slowly shook her head.

She leaned back in the soft swivel chair, her posture lazy and casual, yet carrying a certain resolve.

“Not enough.

Far from enough.

The current data has a very high failure rate.

I don’t want to fight an unprepared battle.”

Liam looked at Serena, his expression somewhat unfocused.