The Court of the Girl

Episode 9

When Juliette arrives home, Juliette's mother stands in front of a transparent glass cabinet, cleaning up the fancy and beautiful cutlery she has collected, shining brightly and stain-free.

Juliette smiled respectfully and greeted, "Mommy, I'm home."

Juliette's mother turned to hear the voice and smiled, "Julie's home."

Juliette nodded and asked, "Where is Dad?"

While cleaning the tableware, Juliette's mother replied, "The president is having a family party. Recently the relationship between the CEO and the President has been somewhat strained. Your father wanted to take the opportunity to eat together without making a mistake. He was too careful and wanted to handle everything by himself. He's still in the office."

After taking a moment, Juliette's mother continued, "By the way, Julie, your father also mentioned that he wants you to choose and practice two soothing songs. The president also invited us on Wednesday, and he hopes you can take responsibility for that performance."

Actually, Juliette's mother felt uncomfortable because she felt the President's behavior did not respect her daughter.

However, in this household, it was the words of Juliette's father that happened.

Juliette's father saw it as a great honor for Julie to play the violin in front of the President's family, so Juliette's mother also had to convince herself. That is the goodness of the President.

Juliette did not reveal any dissatisfaction at all and nodded obediently, "Alright, Mother. I will choose the song carefully and practice diligently. There will be no mistakes on Wednesday. Please tell my father."

Fortunately, their daughter showed no signs of dissatisfaction, so Juliette's mother felt somewhat relieved. Juliette was really understanding, hardly causing her worries since entering the final year of school. Putting aside her ranking, she had no dissatisfaction towards Julie.

Juliette's mother smiled in satisfaction, "Good child, go upstairs."

Juliette nodded, "Yes, mother, I'll go up first."

Juliette's mother looked towards her daughter, proud to have raised the beautiful, talented and kind girl with her own hands.

After going upstairs and putting down her bag, Juliette sat on the edge of her bed with her head slightly tilted. She opened the shopping app and searched for a hearing aid with her fingers sliding across the screen.

Finally, he chose the most expensive brand, elegant design, equipped with noise cancelling features, much better in style and price compared to the one Jordan had worn before.

However, one hearing aid is not enough. He wanted Jordan to immediately realize that he was his secret friend.

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As the night gets darker inside the barbecue restaurant,

Jordan wore gloves and held a steel wire to rub the greasy plates.

He thought about what he could do for Xeldous to get a high score. Should he hide his identity or reveal it voluntarily?

Suddenly, the ingenious Jordan is quickly looking for a solution.

He only needed to help Xeldous win against Juliette; by surpassing Juliette, the two of them would rejoice as he rose from third to second.

At Hope High School, Juliette is very humble.

On the surface, he always looks alone, but in fact many people have a relationship with him, be it liking or resentment.

As long as one used him effectively, they could greatly benefit.

As of now, he could use him to drive Martius insane, and also ensure the high marks of Xeldous in the end-of-month evaluation.

At home, Jordan diligently set his notes on his study table, notes devoted to Xeldous. He wanted to compile a set of records that would surpass Juliette's.

By stepping over Juliette, she would ensure high marks for her in the month-end evaluation, creating a win-win situation.

The next day, Jordan woke up later than usual. The alarm clock went off several times, but failed to wake him up.

Hastily running to the classroom, the oxygen levels in his body felt like exploding, his breathing was out of control, the messy bangs were soaked in sweat.

He stepped closer to his chair, about to put his backpack down, as he saw a strawberry milk box on his desk. Above him lies a straw.

Almost immediately after seeing this box of strawberry milk, Jordan's mind immediately associated it with one man, Juliette.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Juliette, who was also looking at him with a smile.

He forced himself to remain calm, slowly walked towards his chair and placed his backpack on the left of the table.

Juliette was a secret friend to him, even God sided with her.

After the second class in the morning, the third class is physical education.

After changing clothes, Juliette went to the sports arena. He picked up a bottle of water and sat on the long staircase to the right of the match venue.

Lowering his head, he opened the lid of the water bottle, but a shadow covered his gaze.

He looked up and saw the Jordan.

With one hand holding the water bottle and the other hand holding the lid, Juliette calmly looked at him.

Jordan lowered his gaze, looked at it from above and said in a flat voice, "Hello, my secret friend."

It was the first time Jordan had spoken to Juliette.

Just a few simple words, yet he had pondered over it repeatedly before standing in front of Juliette.

He doesn't want to look insignificant in front of Juliette, nor does he want Juliette to see him as arrogant.

Juliette was not surprised, her smile expanding slightly as she tilted her head back and gulped down water.

Juliette asked, "I haven't done anything for you. How do you guess that's me?"

Jordan moved his lips, almost saying about the strawberry milk box, but in the next second, he realized his mistake and remained silent.

Very close, he is very close to revealing his secret to Juliette.

To Juliette, it seemed like she was giving the strawberry milk box away casually. How could Jordan guess that it was from him and not from anyone else?

Jordan hated himself, not wanting to lose his composure in front of Juliette. His mind worked quickly, looking for a way how he could fool Juliette sensibly.

He needs to give a rational explanation as to why he can guess that Juliette is his secret friend, without revealing his thoughts.

Jordan moved his lips, about to speak, but Juliette first said, "It is no wonder that you guessed, the quality is indeed the best."

His view was calm and straightforward: "I need an A for evaluation later this month. What do you want, or what can I do for you?"

Juliette did not ask, and Jordan lacked the strength to explain further. Speaking more is prone to mistakes, which can lead to slipping.

He observed Juliette, and his fingers, hanging beside her, slightly curved. Slowly, he spoke: "Three things."

Juliette did not hesitate, nor did she ask the specifics of the three things. He just nodded, "Deal."

Jordan did not expect he would agree so easily. If he had not been chosen, would he have agreed with anyone back then?

He slightly frowned, "Juliette, aren't you afraid I'll make an unreasonable request?"

Juliette seemed comforted, looking at her in a soft voice, "How unreasonable are we talking about here? Want to sleep with me? But I guess what you need more than that is money."

It was the first time Jordan had spoken to Juliette. Originally, he had been fooled by her gentle and kind appearance.

However, as he secretly observes her from the shadows, he discovers that she is not much different from the children of a wealthy, indifferent family.

He is simply more adept at hiding it, using a softer and more moving guise to hide his vices and vices.

However, these judgments were based only on his unilateral observations. This was the first time he had actually felt Juliette's cruelty and indifference in real terms.

Jordan clasped the hand that was by her side, reminding herself to stay alert, so as not to be deceived by Juliette's gentle and kind appearance.

In the depths of his heart, he remained an unsympathetic person with power. Even though he had a slight sense of admiration for her, he had to keep a controlled distance and not allow himself to go blind.

He forced himself to calm down, hiding all the shame. Slowly, he spoke, "The first thing is to protect myself."

Juliette's eyes looked clear and calm, radiating kindness. A subtle smile formed on her lips, like a white camellia flower that was blooming slowly in spring. "All right, I'll protect you."