In their circle, a formal education wasn't the most important thing, but you couldn't be without one.
He was worried that Serena would be secretly mocked in the future, which could easily wound his precious daughter's pride.
Of course, everything depended on what his precious daughter wanted.
If his daughter wanted to go to school, he would use every resource at his disposal to help her.
If his daughter didn't want to... then he would make an example of someone, ensuring no one would ever have the chance to laugh at her.
How could Serena not see through Isabella's petty scheme?
It seemed Isabella hadn't listened to a single word of her warnings.
Serena's lips curved as she lazily lifted her eyes to look at Isabella.
Her gaze was cool and clear, devoid of any strong emotion.
An involuntary shiver went down Isabella's spine, and she stuttered in fear, “S- Serena... I really didn't mean anything else, I just..."
“Right, you didn't mean anything else," Serena said, her tone languid and blunt. "You just wanted to use my dropping out of high school to highlight your own excellent grades, to make yourself seem superior."
She paused, the corner of her mouth twisting into a cold, sarcastic smile. “What? Are you hoping I'll worship you, or that I'll feel so inferior and ashamed that I'll just crawl out of this house?"
The blunt words seemed to pierce straight through Isabella's heart, laying all her hidden thoughts bare.
Isabella's face turned pale, then flushed. She hadn't expected Serena to drop all pretenses in front of their family.
She shot to her feet in a panic and tried to explain, "No... that's not it! How could you think of me like that? I was just thinking of you, of this family. I really want to help you."
"No need." Serena couldn't be bothered with her anymore and glanced down at her vibrating phone.
She stood up. "I'm going out."
Catherine quickly rose as well. "It's so late. Where are you going? I can go with you..."
"Meeting up with a friend." Serena tapped the screen, sent a reply, and slipped the phone back into her pocket.
"Young people should make more friends,” Catherine said with a nod. "Do you want the driver to take you? You can pick any car from the garage."
Edward pulled out his wallet. "You can't go out with friends without money Here, take this card. Dont worry about not having enough. Our family isn't short on cash. Serena can do whatever she wants."
His words were also an indirect
response to Isabella's earlier point about education, the Lancasters
didn Black money, and they
certainly didn't need a diploma from Serena.
Even if Serena wanted to just laze around at home, the Lancasters could afford to support her!
Isabella, of course, understood her father's meaning. Her face went deathly pale, and her fingers clenched into tight fists.
Ever since she was a child, her father had been so strict with her and her brothers, with so many demands.
The success she had today was the result of immense effort and hard work.
Why was it that when it came to Serena, all of her parents' principles just vanished?
Isabella was seething with jealousy.
Her eyes were fixed on Serena's retreating back, her gaze darkening.
A country bumpkin raised in the countryside-what kind of friends could she
possibly have in a place like Vaelion City?
Going out to meet up?
As she saw it, Serena was probably just putting on an act because she
was too
ashamed to men
vel?
dropping out of high school and
having terrible grades.
Besides, even if Serena did have friends, they were probably just a bunch of low-
class nobodies!
At that thought.
Isabella clenched her fist and immediately followed her.