The Court of the Girl

Episode 19's

The former martius slave sat in his place, bowing his head and packing his bag. Suddenly, a shadow flashed over him, and he turned to look towards the Jordan.

The boy stopped in his actions, his voice soft as he asked, "Jordan, what's wrong?"

Jordan glanced at him without interest and said, "I need to talk to you, come with me."

With that, he led the way out of the classroom.

The boy immediately collected his books and notes from his desk, closed his bag neatly, threw it over his shoulder, and quickly chased after Jordan.

He followed Jordan out of the school building to a deserted place.

Jordan stopped, turned around, and looked at the boy before speaking slowly, "Can you help me with something?"

Hearing this, the child's mind becomes empty, overwhelmed by the amount of information contained in the statement.

Juliette scored best by cheating, and now Jordan wants the child to report it. Jordan himself did not dare to report Juliette, but he wanted the boy to do it!

The boy hesitated, looking agitated. "Jordan, here..."

Seeing his doubt, Jordan coldly interrupted, urging, "Because of you, I ended up like this, didn't you say you were willing to do anything to help me when I needed it? Now, just by reporting Juliette, you're having doubts?"

Encouraged by the guilt and disgust of Juliette's unfair competition, the boy meets his views with Jordan and breaks his heart.

Slowly, he received the USB drive and said, "Alright, I promise I'll report it for you." Seeing his agreement, Jordan smiled with satisfaction.

After school, Xeldous did not go home. Instead, he sought Martius.

He wanted to be sure, hearing directly from Martius himself that he had been betrayed and deceived.

Since today the results of the exam were announced, Martius once again got the lowest score. Martius did not want to go home and hear his mother's ravings, so he gathered his friends and together they went to an internet stall.

As they passed through the narrow passageway near the school of hope, Xeldous stopped Martius' footsteps.

Looking at Xeldous, Martius casually approached with a hand in his pocket, a playful smile on his face, and asked, "Xeldous, what are you doing here?"

Xeldous stood up straight, looking at Martius, calmly and almost like a statement, asking, "You know Juliette got the question for her previous proficiency test, didn't you?"

So, that was what was going on, no wonder the expression on his face.

Hearing this, Martius showed a complex expression. He did not expect Xeldous to find out so quickly and was also curious how Xeldous could find out.

However, there is no guilt or apology within Martius, who casually answers nonchalantly, as if answering an irrelevant question, absolutely no remorse for betrayal of a good friend.

Xeldous hid his emotions, "Do you but why didn't you tell me? I always thought of you as a close friend."

He looked at Martius, as if for the first time realizing how alien this Martius was.

Martius grinned, raising his hand to straighten his tie, his eyebrows and eyes agitated, "Why, afraid? Xeldous, your class status should not be nagging about justice like the poor. In success or failure, everyone uses their own abilities, and now the result is a winning Juliette."

Xeldous clenched his fist beside him, silently watching Martius without saying a word.

Martius had nothing more to say to him. With a cold indifferent attitude, he laughed cynically, turned around, and left, his followers quickly following him.

As Martius only walked a few steps outside, Xeldous, who stood still in the same place, slowly spoke, his voice filled with insinuations, "Is it because of your ability or because of your personal interest towards Juliette? You know the answer in your heart."

Hearing this, Martius suddenly stopped walking, his face instantly becoming grim with dissatisfaction towards the speculations of his mind.

Quickly turning around, he nimbly approached Xeldous and dealt a hard blow straight to his face, "Xeldous, you have crossed the line! The son of a minister still dares to act arrogantly in front of me! I became friends with you before because I still looked at you well, do you really think we're on the same level?"

After saying his words, Martius coldly tidied up his school uniform and glanced at Xeldous sharply, then he slowly turned around calmly. He looked at his two friends and threw a word, "Let him wake up well."

The two friends laughed and said, "Good."

Then, they casually surrounded Xeldous.

After school, Juliette exits the main gate of Hope High School and climbs into her family's luxury car.

He knew today was the day of the announcement of the results of the Hope High School ability exam.

Although she didn't know why her parents were so sure that she must have achieved top marks, as they prepared a party for her at home, she really hoped she would succeed.

He turned on the car engine, turned the steering wheel, and smoothly headed for the wide road. Then, she glanced at Juliette who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror and smiled as she asked, "Are you getting the highest grade this time, Miss?"

Juliette nodded in a soft voice, "Yes, I got it."

Hearing his confirmation and a positive answer, driver Benny breathed a sigh of relief.

She was truly happy for him, even the wrinkles around her eyes were smoothed out as her behavior became friendly and welcoming. "Congratulations, Miss. Finally, you reach your first level, I'm sure the Master and Madam will be overjoyed as well."

Juliette smiled, exuding warmth and kindness. "Thank you, Mr. Benny. You don't have to worry about me anymore, I'll make sure to keep my first position."

Driver Benny laughed, his voice deep and clear. "Our lady has always been amazing, It's amazing."

After exchanging friendly remarks, Juliette and driver Benny stop their conversation.

She turned her head and looked out the window, a gentle smile flashing in her beautiful eyes.

He had usurped the first position that the Jordan was eager to hold. Now he must be filled with hatred.

Only time will tell this incident to Jordan. Once he found out, he would definitely choose to report it.

He was a cautious person, and even in reporting it, he would not act alone. Regardless of who was holding the knife, the moment he chose to report it, the nightmare would begin.

Any report made to the Internal Disciplinary Committee of the High School, be it a letter or a lawsuit, does not directly reach the hands of the committee members.

Instead, they first passed through the hands of the Sitanggang family.

Perhaps they did not realize that this person behind the scenes was a member of the Sitanggang family.

It is not strange if the Sitanggang family can get the exam questions first, but they will not let this be publicized.

Jordan really thinks he can hide, huh?

The phone rings, and Juliette picks it up for a check. It was a message from Awke, very sarcastic.

[Congratulations, Juliette, we're just as fake now. But in my opinion, you really excel to not be ashamed, keep this position in the future.]

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In the darkness of the night, a group of people surrounded the individual in a dimly lit corner.

A young man knelt on the ground, begging for mercy. His cheekbones swelled high, tainted with blood, a truly frightening sight. "I was wrong, it's my fault."

"I shouldn't interfere, I really understand my mistake, I shouldn't report."

"I'm sorry to you now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do whatever it takes as long as you let me continue studying at Hope High School."

"I beg you, I am truly begging you, forgive me."

The young man had just submitted a report and was surrounded by a group of people on his way home. He immediately understood why these people had come.

However, the people before him seemed to be deaf to his plea, mercilessly picking up a stick and smashing it viciously repeatedly.

It all started with the young man begging for mercy, but at last his voice slowly disappeared, only a sigh remained and a sigh squeezed in indicated that there was still his life.

Amidst the chaos, red blood flowed continuously from the young man's head and hands.