Chapter 265
Instead of embracing her role as a future Mrs. Sutton, Freya had dared to call off the engagement! The decision had left Kara practically invisible at school, unable to lift her head high in the halls.
During this low point, the dean walked into her class, scanning the room purposefully.
When his eyes landed on Kara, he promptly approached her and said, “Kara? Could you step out for a moment? Someone’s here to see you.”
“Who’s looking for me?” Kara’s heart raced with anxiety.
Could it be her family from the countryside dropping in unexpectedly? Just the thought embarrassed her, and she dreaded the teasing she might get from her classmates!
“It’s a car from the Sutton family! Hurry up. Don’t keep them waiting *
pon hearing it was the Sutton family’s car picking her up, Kara’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Her classmates exchanged confused looks, clueless about what was going on. Hadn’t the Sutton family ditched Freya? Why would the Sutton family send a car for a distant relative of the Dawson family?
A shared suspicion began to form in their minds. Could it be that Mr. Sutton called off his engagement with Freya because he had taken a fancy to Kara?
Kara left with the dean. Those mocking her moments ago stood up, stammering. “Kara, we were joking earlier. Please don’t take it
to heart.”
“Yeah, we’re all classmates. We only joked because we like hanging out with you. Please don’t be upset!”
The mockers were then terrified. If Kara had any connection with Mr. Sutton, a few words from her could get them expelled!
“It’s fine. I’m not one to hold grudges,” Kara replied, her tone noticeably higher yet still maintaining a semblance of grace,
Once Kara had left, the rest of the class became visibly anxious.
“Could Mr. Sutton be interested in her?”
“Just a country bumpkin, what does she have that we don’t?”
“We’re doomed. After the way we treated Kara, she’s going to make us pay*
By then, Kara had reached the school’s main entrance with the dean, noticing even his obsequious demeanor toward her. A sense of superiority welled up within her.
Was this how it felt to enter high society? So, this was the taste of privilege.
Soon, their bodyguard escorted Kara into the Sutton family’s limousine.
As she settled into the back seat, her posture straightened, and she couldn’t help but ask, “What does Mr. Sutton want with me?” “Ms. Orson, it’s not Mr. Sutton who wishes to see you but the matriarch of the Sutton family.” The driver’s polite response surprised her.
A flicker of disappointment passed through Kara’s eyes when she heard it wasn’t Kieran who had asked for her. She had hoped… Recalling how Kieran had protected her at the club, she had thought maybe he was interested in her.
Catching a glimpse of her disappointment in the rearview mirror, the driver thought how easily she wore her heart on her sleeve.
