CHAPTER 39: CH 39

Many students quickly lost interest the moment they noticed the bronze border of the emblem on the car. That border clearly marked it as belonging to an Earl-class family—not the highest rank among the nobility.

To most, it meant this wasn’t going to be some duke’s heir or a royal relative, and so their excitement faded. Still, not everyone turned away. A good number of curious eyes remained fixed on the vehicle, staring intensely.

After all, it wasn’t every day that a noble came to their modest school, no matter the rank. For ordinary students, even a fleeting glimpse of someone from the noble class was enough to brag about for weeks.

Even Harry, who usually pretended to be uninterested in such matters, found himself staring without blinking.

His gaze was glued to the sleek black car as if he could pierce through its tinted windows and catch a first glimpse of the person inside. His heart beat a little faster, anticipation mixing with a touch of envy.

As the door of the car slowly swung open, the entire crowd leaned forward with anticipation. From inside, a sixteen-year-old teenager stepped out, his silver hair catching the sunlight. The sudden flash of that unusual color drew every eye for a moment.

Yet, once the initial impression faded, his appearance was... underwhelming. He wasn’t particularly handsome—his features were plain, his face lacking the sharpness or charm one might expect from someone arriving in such style.

Even Harry, who wasn’t the most confident about his own looks, felt he could easily outshine this unknown noble.

All he has was his distinct golden eyes making him unique, rest is all just average from face to silver hair.

But appearances are often deceiving. What Harry and most of the onlookers failed to realize was that context changes everything. The boy didn’t need sharp features or a model’s face.

Just by standing there, framed against the gleaming, expensive car, draped in clothes tailored from brands most students couldn’t even dream of affording, he radiated a charm that no ordinary person could match.

To the girls watching, he suddenly seemed like the embodiment of status and mystery. Even Harry’s own girlfriend wasn’t immune. Her gaze lingered on the boy a little too long, her eyes shining with the kind of curiosity.

Harry’s eyes widened as he noticed the silver-haired teenager heading in a very specific direction. The boy wasn’t wandering or greeting the teachers standing nearby... no, he was walking straight toward a girl who looked strangely familiar.

It only took a moment for Harry to recognize her. His classmate... Sara.

Sara was known throughout the school as the "silent beauty." She hardly spoke to anyone in class, kept to herself most of the time, and yet her presence was impossible to ignore.

Despite all that attention, she had never once shown interest in anyone. But now... seeing this noble boy walking directly toward her, Harry’s thoughts spun.

’Maybe he’s her boyfriend,’ he reasoned, trying to make sense of it. Suddenly, everything clicked together in his head.

Of course, that explained why Sara always rejected every confession, why she never responded to the boys who practically lined up to get her attention. She wasn’t being cold or uninterested; she already had someone.

For a moment, Harry almost cursed his luck. How unfair could life be?

An average-looking guy like that, just because he was born into wealth, could so easily claim the heart of someone as breathtaking as Sara... the girl every boy in school secretly admired.

The thought burned in his chest, twisting like a thorn but then, he forced himself to breathe and calm down. He wasn’t completely unfortunate, was he? After all, he also had a girlfriend.

She might not shine with the same dazzling beauty as Sara, and perhaps she wasn’t the kind of girl who drew admirers everywhere she went, but that never mattered to him. What they had was real, and he loved her dearly.

Meanwhile, he saw the man chatted and then gave Sara a light hug and secretly touched her ass a little causing harry to grit his teeth like other boys there... He has only hold his hands with Grace!!

Soon after, the man left with his car as Harry saw Sara being surrounded by his class other girls including Grace, his girlfriend. ’She loves chatting, huh.’ Harry thought about how grace likes to hanging out with the other girls.

Sometimes, she wasn’t able to meet him outside of school for several days in a row. It wasn’t because she didn’t care—at least, that’s what Harry kept telling himself—but simply because she was busy with her own circle of friends.

He had even seen her laughing and walking with them more than once, and each time his heart ached with the urge to call out to her.

Yet, he held himself back. Their relationship was still a secret, something neither of them dared to reveal at school.

So whenever their eyes happened to meet, he forced a casual smile and acted as though she was nothing more than a classmate just to keep it a secret that they are dating.

After looking at Grace one more time, he left that place. He can’t be late or his boss might deduct his half of his day’s pay.

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[Sara’s POV]

"Sara, who was he? Was he your boyfriend?" Asked the girl beside her as Sara just gave her a nod. She couldn’t say that he isn’t his boyfriend after what they did in public, she doesn’t want to ruin all of her image like that.

’But, why such a show of affection in public?’ Sara asked herself. In her view, Alex was nothing but a lustful and perverted beast who force her everyday to satisfy his lustful fantasies like handjob or footjob.

Thankfully, her virginity is still safe, as long as it’s fine, she would still be able to marry in the future. Even though he ’mouth’ is no longer pure after last night... What she hasn’t realised is that she is being trained, slowly but surely one the ’right’ path.

As she was standing there lost in thoughts, her classmates and friends started surrounded her. Even though she isn’t very easy going type, she still has to reply to them.

They then started asking her various questions about Alex like who is he? How they met? Or how long they have been in a relationship? Etc. as Sara slowly started answering them all one by one with some truth and with some lies.

"Why don’t you introduce him someday?" Said a black haired girl as Sara just went silent after seeing the face of the girl. It was Grace, one of her classmate whom she doesn’t have a good impression of.

Even though she isn’t as pretty as her but she is still very beautiful, but the thing about grace is that there are many rumours around the school of her being seen outside with many different boys if their school.

Of course, these are rumours which only a few knows and there a lots of truth in that too, but the reason she went silent is not because of those rumours, is is because of what Alex said when he hugged her.

’I am a bit busy right now. So I will come to pick you up tomorrow, you can introduce me with your friends then.’ As his words echo in her mind and the question asked by Grace... It’s a coincidence.

Sara thought as she made a verbal promise of introducing her with Alex tomorrow when he came to pick her up.

After a few more minutes, she left the school place in a hurry and immediately made her way towards her house.

"Sis, you are back." Said a boy about 13 year old as he opened the door and let her in. He has a cute chubby cheeks and his face as well as hair colour matches with hers indicating thier sibling bond.

Yes, the boy was none other than Sara’s little brother, named Seth. "I am back, Seth." She said patting the boys head a little with a slightly soft look on her face.

"Hmm." Seth said before taking the bag from Sara’s hand. Looking at her brother’s back walking away with her back, a sigh escaped her mouth.

’Its all good if Seth is fine, no matter what, I wouldn’t let that beast near you, Little Seth.’ Sara thought she walked towards the kitchen and started cooking.

This is what always her schedule has been... go to school, come back and cook for Seth and herself, go and do her maid duties and came back home with dinner from her workplace before ending the day with a family dinner between the siblings.

"That bastard, I don’t know what he will make me do today." Sara muttered under her breath while cooking, she knew that even though he appeared too friendly today, he is in the end a rapist bastard but however, she wasn’t as resistant to do new things as she was the very first day.