Chapter 563
"Since you're so tight with Emily Creed and your words are just as nasty, why not clean that mouth up? Stick with her through thick and thin, yeah?"
"I'm telling the teacher! I’m gonna tell!" Emily shrieked between sobs.
Simon Cross let out a snort of laughter from the side.
"Funny, ‘cause from where I stand, it looks like you two started the whole thing. You ganged up on Leslie Green, and now you're playing the victim card? Please. Just ‘cause you cry doesn’t mean you're right. This world works one way—only the strong survive. So both of you? Don’t bother coming to school tomorrow."
Daisy Morris’s face went completely pale.
Emily had some connections—her grandma and the principal were old buddies. So odds were, she’d be fine in the long run.
But Daisy? She had nothing. No backers, just a regular middle-class family. If she got expelled, forget a college degree—no decent company would even glance at her resume.
Emily grabbed her hand, saying, “What are you scared of, Daisy? The princip

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