Chapter 7 WinstonMakes Things Right
Winston lowered his eyes, the cold light in his gaze falling onto his sister’s fingers.
He hated being touched.
Normally, if anyone dared grab his hand like that, his body would be flooded with a wave of uncontrollable disgust.
It made his skin crawl.
Right now, he still felt that revulsion.
He wanted to fling Jean’s hand off, to shake off the dark, twisted feeling surging in his chest…
But when he looked at the bright and clear eyes of the girl in front of him, he forced himself to hold back.
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Winston’s face remained expressionless, but inside he was already wrestling with himself. He pressed his lips together and finally said to Jean-
“Let’s talk over in the garden.”
Rylan thought to himself. Oh wow, is he really about to talk to a girl alone?
The rest of the court thought to themselves. Is that actually Winston?t What is happening?!
The girls watching from the sidelines couldn’t believe their eyes. Their emotions were all over the place.
“What is going on? Has the ice prince descended from his throne?”
-Winston wants to talk to her one–on–one? Is he out of his mind?”
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way. I don’t believe it… I don’t believe this is happening…”
“Why didn’t he shut that girl down hard like he always does? Why is he treating her differently.”
“I’m so mad I could scream. She must’ve pulled something on him…
“I object. I completely object to this situation!”
Jean followed Winston into the nearby garden..
“So, the teacher made you pick up trash on the field?” Winston asked as he listened to her explanation, his sharp brows faintly furrowed.
Along the way, Jean had already filled him in on most of what had happened,
She hadn’t gone out of her way to approach her brother just for fun or for a recognition scene at school–no, it was because-
She wanted Wiquor’s help to fight back and set things straight.
When you’ve got a powerful backer standing right there, why wouldn’t you lean on them!
Otherwise, it would all just be too damn frustrating!
“I get it “Winston said with a small nod. His face was calm, his striking features cloaked in a thu, sey indifference.
invoux she couldn’t read what he was thinking
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Jean had no idea her wild train of thoughts was being heard loud and clear. She pressed her lips together and was just about to walk off when Winston suddenly spoke.
“Don’t bother with the field. Just go back to class.”
“Back to class?” Jean’s eyes widened. “But Ms. Wendy…”
“Just go. I’ll take care of the rest, Winston said, his voice crisp and unwavering. There was something solid and dependable in the way he said it, like a weight had just lifted off her chest.
Jean didn’t argue. She did exactly as her brother said and strutted back to class.
She still didn’t know what Winston planned to do for her.
But who cared? If the sky fell, Winston would be the one holding it up. Confidence restored.
At that moment-
Wendy was sitting in the office, focused on grading homework.
The other teachers all had classes, so she was alone.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
It was light, almost casual
Wendy responded instinctively. “Come in.”
Footsteps echoed behind her, unhurried and indifferent. Then a cold voice called out-
“Ms. Wendy.”
Wendy stopped writing and looked up-
Only to see a stunning white–haired boy standing tall right in front of her.
His chin was slightly lifted, his lips curved into a cool, nearly invisible smirk.
“I just want to ask,” he said flatly, “what exactly did Jean do wrong for you to punish her?”
Wendy frowned. Who was this kid? And what was his relationship to Jean? Why was he confronting her?
She stood up, her face turning stern. “I had my reasons for punishing Jean. She misbehaved, plain and simple. And who are you, exactly!”
Wendy didn’t recognize Winston. In fact, she wasn’t very familiar with the high school students at all.
She searched her memory, but this white–haired kid didn’t ring any bells. Relieved, she hardened her tone.
“And is this how you think it’s appropriate to speak to a teacher?”
A shadow the kered through Winston’s eyes. The chill in his expression spread like frost.
Talking to mors was exhausting
He took a step back, glanced lazily toward the door, and let his pride show without restraint “Good I wasn’t in the mood to talk to you anyway. You can talk to that person intrad
That person! What
Wendy was completely lost
Chapter 7 WinstonMakes Things Right
The next moment, the principal hurst through the door, out of breath.
He didn’t even glance at Wendy. His eyes were locked on Winston,
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Inside, he was screaming prayers. Please, please don’t let this young lord lose his temper or I’m done for. He’d always known Winst
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Winston and Jean were enrolled at Stellarford Academy, which meant he’d been living on edge since day
Winston was famous, his identity well known. No one dared cross him.
But Jean was a different story
She kept such a low profile it was almost suspicious. She didn’t want her identity exposed. She rejected special treatment,
And now, someone had messed with her. And managed to drag Winston into it.
This was a nightmare.
The principal was in full panic mode. If they actually pissed off the Ginger family-
He shivered, his face going pale.
He didn’t even want to imagine what would happen.
“Wendy, what the hell is going on?!” he demanded, storming over. His voice was full of anger and bitter disappointment.
Wendy was stunned. She stood frozen in place.
She had no idea what she’d done wrong.
“Sir.. let me explain…” Wendy bit her lip and tried to speak.
“There’s nothing left to explain,” the principal said, shaking his head in disappointment. “Wendy, start preparing for reassignment.”
Reassignment?
Wendy stumbled backward, crashing into the desk behind her. Her eyes went wide in disbelief.
When Jean returned to class, all eyes were on her.
Then came the whispers.
“She’s back already?”
“Didn’t Ms. Wendy send her to pick up trash? Did she ditch?”
“She’s totally getting in trouble later. She didn’t even finish her punishment. What a joke”
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