The Heiress’s Revolt Chapter 1

To avoid inheriting the family conglomerate, I endured my teacher's blatant favoritism.

To avoid an arranged marriage with another wealthy heir, I endured bullying from certain classmates.

Until, that is, the bully stole my guaranteed university admission.

I instantly stopped acting.

At the pre-exam assembly, I took the stage as the representative of the board of directors.

The principal fell to his knees on the spot.

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I made a bet with my parents.

As long as I could secure a guaranteed admission spot on my own merit, I wouldn't have to follow the path of a corporate heiress and could choose a life I loved.

To achieve the freedom I desired, I burned the midnight oil and studied like my life depended on it.

In the final joint exam before the college entrance exam...

I didn't let myself down; I ranked first in the entire city.

But the admission spot that should have been mine was given to my homeroom teacher's daughter, Chloe Chen.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I stood up from my seat.

"Teacher, I was the one who ranked first in this joint exam!"

My voice was resonant and powerful, without a trace of my usual feigned weakness.

My homeroom teacher, Mrs. Chen, probably didn't expect such a big reaction from me.

After all, over the past semester...

There were so many times she had controlled things single-handedly.

The class monitor was supposed to be elected by votes.

She still gave the position to Chloe.

The top scorer of the midterms was supposed to give the speech at the assembly.

She still gave the speech opportunity to Chloe.

These were all trivial honors; I didn't care who Mrs. Chen gave them to.

So I never argued with her.

But now, this was my guaranteed admission spot!

She dared to openly give it to Chloe?

Mrs. Chen clicked her tongue slightly, a flash of coldness crossing her face, before saying amiably in front of the whole class, "I was quite surprised too, but this admission spot for Harvard was designated for Chloe Chen by the university itself."

I stared into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure Harvard specifically designated Chloe for admission?"

Mrs. Chen felt a chill under my gaze, her lips moving slightly. "I said yes, so of course it is."

Chloe also stood up from the best seat in the classroom, retorting angrily, "Lily Vance, is it so hard to admit others are excellent? Harvard values my extensive extracurricular experience, so they specifically asked for me. Look at yourself. Besides good grades, you have no hobbies or interests. Why would they want a nerd?"

A nerd?

Me?

Heh!

I've been learning violin, piano, ballet, ice hockey, speed skating, and golf since I was little.

I've reached the top professional levels in all of them.

Not to mention my specialty, martial arts.

I'm a nationally certified first-class female martial artist!

And what Chloe learned were just interest classes paid for with a little money...

Let alone professional level, she probably wasn't even qualified to take the grading exams.

With her half-baked skills, Harvard would specifically ask for her?

What a joke.

I didn't speak. I directly took out the phone I rarely used.

Spent three seconds finding the number for the Harvard Admissions Office.

Spent another three seconds dialing it.

Three seconds later, it connected.

I turned on the speakerphone and asked in front of all my classmates, "Hello, is this the Harvard Admissions Office?"

The moment the call connected, Mrs. Chen and Chloe glared at me.