The Court of the Girl

Episode 12's

At seven o'clock, the President's family held a family banquet. So today, after school ended, Juliette packed her bag in a hurry faster than usual.

While sitting at his desk, Xeldous looked up, grabbed his bag, and followed him out. While walking behind Juliette, he looked at her figure while thinking about the notebook that Jordan entrusted to her. This time, he would definitely trample Juliette under his feet.

Juliette won't get top rankings. Juliette's father would definitely punish her harshly. This was not as simple as kneeling all night again; he would also feel a terrible pain.

With this thought, Xeldous raised his chin slightly and walked quickly towards Juliette.

After reaching beside her, he violently banged his shoulder from behind Juliette.

After crashing into Juliette, Xeldous passed by without stopping, continuing his steps.

Juliette staggered for a while, restored her balance, and looked towards Xeldous, smiling contemptuously.

He laughed at Xeldous for underestimating him, thinking that having the help of the Jordan would solve everything, right?

Yes, Xeldous has people who help him, but he also has someone who supports him...

As they exited the classroom, Jordan who was standing by the door witnessed this scene.

In her eyes, the more strained the relationship between Juliette and Xeldous was, the better.

Only then would he feel greater joy and satisfaction when Xeldous used his book to trample Juliette in the next proficiency test, which resulted in a higher score for him.

Juliette walked slowly, her slender figure swaying. The hanger of the little teddy bear hanging on the zipper of his bag also swung forward and backward.

The bear showed a cute expression, as if smiling at him.

Jordan raised his hand and touched a new hearing aid in his right ear. This was much better than the cheap and already broken ones he had used before.

It does not cause any inconvenience and has smart noise reduction features.

Unlike previous hearing aids, it will not magnify irrelevant sounds while amplifying the voices of others.

Juliette turned to the corner of the stairs and slowly disappeared from sight.

Jordan smiled slightly and muttered, "Thank you, Juliette."

"This tool has many benefits..."

That night, they had to attend the President's family banquet at the old President's house.

Juliette had to go home first to change her clothes and get her hair straightened. Benny's driver, who usually drives stably, today drives faster, and they arrive home in less than half an hour.

After tidying up her hair, Juliette asked the hairdresser to take a picture of her.

Surprisingly, he opened his phone screen and took the photo, uploading it to Instagram without any accompanying text. As soon as he uploaded it, his posts started getting likes and comments on a continuous basis.

Juliette knows that Jordan has secretly peeked at her social media, felt insecure about following her openly, or even had the courage to like and comment on her posts using her own account.

He purposely showed it to her on Instagram.

After uploading the photo, Juliette throws her cellphone to the side and opens the violin bag, taking out her violin.

He gently cleaned his instrument and started playing it.

At that moment, Juliette's father went downstairs and saw Juliette, who was sitting on the sofa, cleaning her violin.

He slowly said, "Tonight, there must be no mistake."

Juliette replied, "Dad, you can calm down, no one will be either."

Juliette's father was very happy and exploded in laughter.

Her daughter was clearly her greatest achievement in half her life; smart, graceful, beautiful, and intelligent.

Other than her achievements in school, she had no complaints about him.

With everything that had been prepared, the family of the three of them set out towards the Sitanggang family.

The sky was not completely dark yet, but the night was already dim.

The president enjoyed the quiet, and there were very few servants in this part of the old house.

After entering through the main door, only one servant came to guide them.

Juliette's father often went in and out of the old house, so the maid recognized him and greeted him with respect.

Juliette's father asked, "Where is the President?"

The waiter replied, "The president is already in the main room."

Juliette's father asked again, "Has the CEO, the Madam, and the young masters arrived?"

The servant shook his head, "Not yet, but the Xeldous family has arrived and is talking to the President in the main room."

Hearing this, Juliette's father and Juliette's mother exchanged glances.

Juliette's father didn't expect Xeldous's father to arrive so soon.

Despite knowing that the President did not consider him high, he had rushed to come here, willing to face the potential for humiliation.

After entering the main hall, the President heard footsteps and turned his gaze towards them.

The President's words contained a clear implied tone.

Although he did not mention anyone, Xeldous's father felt uneasy and embarrassed, but he did not dare to show it on his face.

He could only forcefully smile, stand up, and hand his chair over to Juliette's father, saying, "Master Richard, please sit down."

Xeldous's gaze fell on Juliette, who was also looking at him. The corner of his eyes slightly curved upwards, as if mocking his father.

Xeldous reminded himself to hold back. In this kind of situation, if he were to act out of bounds and lose his composure, his father would not forgive him.

He forced himself to calm down, turned his gaze away and stopped looking at Juliette.

The old president looked at Juliette. Despite his advanced age, his eyes were a bit murky, but it could not hide his sharp and domineering aura, the natural pressure arising from his higher position.

She smiled gently and said, "It's been a long time since Juliette has come. She's more beautiful than ever."

Juliette smiled gracefully and Juliette's father, who was standing beside her, explained, "Yes, indeed.

After all, now that he's in his last year of High School, his schedule is solid. But after he enters the University of Jakarta, I will make sure he visits you more often."

The chairman laughed cheerfully, saying "That's amazing!" three times in a row.

"A long time ago we didn't hear Julie playing the violin. Today is a lucky day for us."

Ten minutes later, the CEO's family arrived at the old President's house.

Several luxury cars consecutively entered the courtyard, with the servants running to greet them.

The waiter at the entrance to tell, "President! The CEO, the Madam, and the young masters have arrived."

Hearing this, a warm and friendly smile appeared on the President's face, nodding his head. "Bring them in quickly."

The servant nodded his head respectfully and rushed outside to greet them.

The CEO dressed neatly in a black suit today, his hair was neatly organized. She had a graceful and gentle demeanor, seemingly in a good mood. Alri and Awke followed her into the room.

The president thought of many things in his heart and nodded his head with a smile. "Since everyone is already here, let's go to the private dining room together. Dinner is ready."

The group heads to the private dining room, with Juliette following behind, dragging her dress. The gentle glow of the passageway radiated at him, highlighting his transparent white skin.

Awke followed him close behind him, hands in his pockets, stepping a little bigger. She chased after Juliette and lifted her legs, plunging her shoes into the back of her dress.

Juliette felt restrained, stopped her steps, and turned to look at the pair of cold, irritated eyes.

She lowered her gaze, fixated on Awke's shoes pressing on her dress, remaining silent.

Awke looked at her with a look of disdain and said slowly, "What's wrong, angry?"

While talking, she pressed her shoes firmly on her dress twice more.

Juliette, wearing a pale pink satin dress today, a material that is impervious to dirt, watched as Awke brushed the dirty dust from her shoes onto her dress, leaving behind vividly visible footprints.

Juliette tilted her head slightly and met her gaze, her expression calm as she asked gently, "Are you happy now?"

Awke slipped his hand back into his pocket, still maintaining eye contact with him.

His cold eyes grew increasingly grim, revealing his anger as his mind was exposed.

Indeed, Awke was not in a good mood today, and no one wanted to be his friend, especially as the second child who had always been a shadow. Unexpectedly, Juliette seemed to feel her sensitive emotions.

Juliette saw it, her voice weak. "I won't argue with your bad mood, but please lift your feet.”

Awke turned his face away, slowly shifting his legs.

Juliette moved her skirt regardless of the dirty footprints there, and walked forward.

With her hands in the pouch, Awke walked slowly behind Juliette, at close range, just a step away from her skirt, but Juliette did not turn around.

When Juliette arrived at the side corridor, everyone was already seated.

As Juliette walked in from behind, always presenting herself facing forward, no one noticed the dark footprints on her skirt as she walked in.

Juliette picked up the violin box handed over by a waiter, took out her violin, placed it on her shoulder, and slowly began to play it, the melody flowing smoothly.

After playing two songs in a row, the chairman brandished his hand beckoning him to join in the meal, there was no need to continue the game.

Juliette smiled, put down the violin, gave it to the waiter by her side, and then gracefully walked towards the right side of the dining table and sat down.

Juliette lowered her head, holding the knife and fork gracefully, cutting gently on the fried foie gras on top of her plate.

Awke sat down before him, looking at him subconsciously, raising his eyes.

She accidentally glanced upwards, only to meet Juliette's calm gaze, freezing her movements.

Awke looked at Juliette, and at that moment, his eyes were the only ones focused on her, in front of everyone.

This feeling was smooth, like a place that had been in the shadows for a long time was suddenly exposed to bright sunlight.

At first, it felt dazzling and resisting, but soon, he wanted this sunlight to remain longer, even longer.