Chapter 178 Not Yours to Give
Early the next morning, Eliza was summoned to the principal’s office.
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Inside, Christian sat comfortably in the main seat, his long frame dressed like a flamboyant peacock strutting through a fashion week runway. His slanted eyes were laced with idle amusement, the very image of a spoiled aristocrat.
Good–looking, sure. But didn’t seem especially smart.
Resting his chin in his hand, Christian asked, “Elizą?”
“That’s me.”
“How old are you?”
“Eighteen.”
Eliza answered each question calmly, and when Christian paused, seemingly out of steam, she plucked a strand of her own hair and placed it on the desk in front of him. “You want this, right?”
Christian cleared his throat, trying to mask his awkwardness.
He took the hair politely and handed it to a bodyguard, who sealed it inside a sterile bag.
“If you need blood instead, that works too,” Eliza said casually, pulling a small blade from her pocket.
“No need!” Christian quickly stopped her. “Hair is fine.”
“Okay.”
She sat across from him, eyes calm and unwavering.
Christian studied her for a moment. “I’ve looked into your background. Pretty thoroughly, actually. You… probably are my half–sister.”
He wore an expression of solemn guilt, as if trying to show sincerity.
But Eliza simply raised an eyebrow. “And?”
“I was wrong to trust the wrong people,” Christian said seriously. “But don’t worry. Once the results come. back, I’ll deal with the imposter and make things right for you.”
“Oh.”
…Oh?
Christian blinked.
Most people would be thrilled to find out they were a lost heiress to the richest family in the world.
Naomi had nearly fainted from joy.
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But Eliza?
She looked bored.
Christian frowned. “Anything else you want to say?”
“Nope.” Eliza stood and turned toward the door. “I’ll be leaving now.”
Startled, Christian stood as well. “Eliza!”
“Mr. Christian,” she said coolly without turning around, “I don’t recall ever acknowledging you as my brother.”
Christian froze in place.
Was she serious?
Any other girl would be over the moon just to be linked to the Sue family, and she was… rejecting it?
“Look,” he tried to smooth things over, “I get that you’re mad, but… you know, blood is thicker than water. Family’s family.”
“Christian,” Eliza interrupted, voice calm but cutting, “if I don’t acknowledge you as my brother, that means I don’t acknowledge myself as the Sue family’s daughter. And who said anything about going back to ‘reclaim my place‘?”
She had been abandoned for eighteen years. If the Sue family really wanted to find her, they would’ve done it long ago. She wasn’t about to accept cold leftovers now.
With that, she walked out without looking back.
Christian stood frozen.
His bodyguard, stunned by the whole exchange, asked, “Mr. Christian… should we still do the DNA test?”
It was obvious the Rivers family had tricked them.
Christian’s face turned stormy. “Yes!”
“But… she’s clearly the real one, isn’t she?”
“Go find out exactly how Naomi’s DNA report was faked. Every detail. I want a full report–fast.”
He needed to know who dared manipulate evidence under his nose.
The guard hesitated a beat too long, and Christian kicked him square in the rear. “Now!”
“Yes, sir!”
Meanwhile, in class, Naomi sat surrounded by curious classmates.
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“Naomi, you said the Rivers family treated you really badly, right?”
“Yeah, and didn’t your sister steal your test scores to get into Claire University?”
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“That Eliza girl doesn’t look decent at all. I heard she got called to the principal’s office. Maybe she’s getting expelled!”
Naomi couldn’t help but smile smugly.
Christian worked fast–she’d barely mentioned Eliza yesterday, and now she was sure Eliza would be kicked out today.
Maybe being Ms. Cassandra had its perks after all.
But then, the door opened.
Eliza walked in, calm and composed. The students immediately drifted away from Naomi, pretending nothing had happened. They’d only gotten close to her to curry favor, not to get dragged into anything.
Eliza took her seat like nothing had happened.
Naomi scowled. “Eliza, why are you still here? Didn’t the principal expel you?”
“Sorry to disappoint you,” Eliza said lightly.
Naomi’s expression soured. “So… you got a disciplinary warning, didn’t you?”
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