Chapter 525
She smiled at her reflection, pleased with the result, and then rushed to her closet. Today wasn’t just any day. She had bought a three-million-dollar floral dress just for this moment. Around her neck hung a ten-million-dollar diamond necklace. She sparkled.
She gave herself a twirl in the mirror, checking every angle. With each glance, she felt more like royalty. Finally satisfied, she floated downstairs like a princess stepping into a ball. Upstairs, she had fussed over every detail. But once she reached the landing, she wore the cool grace of a socialite—elegant, effortless, and seemingly unbothered by the incoming scores.
She had imagined descending to gasps and applause. But it was only 6 a.m.—too early. The house was still asleep, except for the butler and a few staff members in the living room. The moment they saw her, the compliments came rolling in.
“Good morning, Miss Craig. You look absolutely stunning.”
“That dress is divine. And the necklace! Your makeup is flawless.”
“I hear SAT scores drop today. You’re clearly dressed for the occasion.”
Soaking in their admiration, Trinity sat on the sofa. She gave a soft laugh. “Oh, it’s nothing. Just threw on whatever I found.”
No one believed her, but no one contradicted her either. She was a brilliant student, and it was no secret she was expected to top the charts at Ublento. Dressing up for the occasion made perfect sense.
After a few more kind words, the staff returned to their tasks.
Trinity sat alone, waiting. It was the weekend, meaning the entire Evans family would be home to witness her big moment.
From 7 a.m. onward, the members of the Evans family trickled down one by one. Each person who saw Trinity echoed the butler’s praise. She accepted their compliments with a gentle smile, quietly soaking in the attention.
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When Ruben arrived, Trinity quickly rose and greeted him. “Good morning, Ruben.”
Ruben smiled warmly and sat beside her. After complimenting her look, he asked softly, “Any word about Milena’s trip to Ublento?” His primary concern remained Cole’s condition.
Trinity had no clue about psychephrenia. Cheerfully, she replied, “No changes. Murray said yesterday she’s still arriving as planned.” Ruben looked relieved. “Good.”
Just then, Jason came down the stairs.
Trinity stiffened. The memory of his rejection rushed back, flooding her with embarrassment.
But Jason was true to his word. He acted like nothing had happened—calm, casual, completely at ease.
His indifference cut deeper than any words. It only confirmed what Trinity already feared—he truly had no feelings for her. Bitterness filled her. She consoled herself that once she was crowned Ublento’s top scorer and Milena’s star protégé, he would come crawling, and she wouldn’t even look his way.
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