Chapter 5

Natalie and I were both in our first year of high school.

In the school bathroom, Natalie cornered me with her two little followers.

"Sophia Evans, I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned!"

Natalie signaled her two followers to grab my arms, then strutted up to me arrogantly.

She patted my cheeks.

"I wonder if your skin is as thick as the city walls?"

"Why don't I cut it open and see?"

Natalie mischievously scraped my skin with her long fingernails.

I turned my head and looked at her contemptuously.

"Natalie Young, do you have the guts?"

Natalie's hand paused, and her expression suddenly became interesting.

"What wouldn't I dare to do?"

As if to prove it, Natalie immediately pulled out a small knife used for sharpening pencils from her pocket and waved it threateningly near my face.

"Sophia Evans, tell me, if I cut up your pretty little face that seduces people, will Chris Thompson still favor you?"

Chris Thompson was the top student in our class.

I knew Natalie had always had a crush on him.

However, Chris was only focused on his studies and didn't pay any attention to Natalie, who had poor grades and didn't like studying.

The cold touch of the blade was pressed against my delicate facial skin, but I remained expressionless and stretched my neck to whisper in Natalie's ear.

"Natalie Young, if you don't want me to expose your true identity right now, you'd better not provoke me!"

"What exactly do you know?"

After all, she was still young.

Natalie's face changed dramatically, and she unconsciously took two steps back.

"Are you sure you want me to say it here?"

I chuckled softly.

Natalie hesitated, not daring to answer me.

Her two followers looked at each other, unconsciously loosening their grip on me.

I easily broke free.

Walking to Natalie's side, I whispered in her ear.

"Isn't your true identity that you're the daughter of the mistress?"

"What?"

"Or did you think only your real family knew this secret?"