Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 972 - 277: Abuse the Scum! Rachel Barton’s Confession Rejected_3
Chapter 972: 277: Abuse the Scum! Rachel Barton’s Confession Rejected_3
Unexpected.
Unexpectedly, Delia Frieman didn’t even want to admit that she was her own sister.
How ironic.
The young man continued, “Your sister fell down on People’s North Road, and she is not feeling very well. Are you going to come and pick her up?”
“Ok, thank you, I will come immediately.”
“Alright.”
After saying that, Delia Frieman hung up the phone.
Rachel Barton bowing her head low.
She knew that in Delia Frieman’s heart, she had completely forgotten about her own sister.
Because from beginning to end, Delia Frieman didn’t ask a single question about how she was doing, and simply hung up the phone.
Rachel Barton sat on the bench, feeling like a joke to all.
The old lady next to her was comforting Rachel Barton, “My dear, there’s no hurdle in life that you can’t get over. Everything is nothing compared to life and death. What will your parents do if anything happens to you?”
Parents?
Did she still have parents?
Hearing this, a touch of irony was found in Rachel’s eyes.
The young man continued, “The aunt is right, beautiful girl, you’re so pretty. If anything happened to you, your family would be devastated!”
Pretty?
What use is being pretty?
Despite her beauty, in the end, she’s still inferior to a street girl.
In the past.
She was no match for Viola Thompson, Diana Hershey and Fiona Knight, let alone Flora Tiarks.
After all.
Her family status was inferior to theirs.
Losing to them, Rachel Barton gave in heart and soul.
But now.
She was even inferior to a street girl!
What made her inferior to Delia Frieman?
Why did God do this to her?
Rachel Barton remained silent all this time.
The old lady didn’t give up and continued asking, “Young lady, you’re still in school, right? Which school are you going to?”
“…Capital Normal University.”
It took a while for Rachel Barton to answer.
Upon hearing this, the old lady was surprised and said, “That’s a key university! You’re both talented and beautiful, you should cherish life and be optimistic. Your life is still very long!”
Capital Normal University is a key university.
Even though it’s a notch below Capital University, it’s only a tiny bit inferior.
Upon hearing this, the young man also thought Rachel Barton was very good, “I was ten points from being able to get into Capital Normal. In the end, I had to settle with Normal University in our city.”
Rachel Barton finally found a sense of superiority in the conversation between the two.
Turns out.
She was also excellent.
And had something others envied.
With this thought, Rachel Barton felt somewhat comforted.
About half an hour later.
Dolores Frieman hurriedly arrived, “Rachel, Rachel, are you okay?”
Once she received the call from Delia Frieman, she rushed over.
Breathing heavily.
The old lady looked at Dolores Frieman, asking, “Are you this young lady’s second sister?”
Dolores Frieman looked at the old woman and the young man next to her, “Are you the kind people who helped my sister? I am her eldest sister, my second sister could not leave her meeting, so she asked me to come. Thank you very much!”
The old lady smiled and said, “No problem, it was no trouble.”
Then, the old lady looked at Rachel Barton, “Young girl, is this your elder sister?”
Go the whole nine yards.
Rachel now seems emotionally unstable, unless Dolores Frieman was confirmed to be her sister, the old lady would not feel at ease.
Rachel raised her head to look at Dolores Frieman, her sense of irony deepening.
She was wondering.
What did she do wrong to make Delia Frieman hate her so much, so much that she wouldn’t even show her face to her.
A moment later, Rachel nodded, “Yes.”
Seeing Rachel nod, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, “Good that it’s your sister.”
Then, the old lady reminded Dolores Frieman, “Your sister seems to be in bad shape. She just fell in the snow and was barely able to stand up. As her elder sisters, you must take good care of her.”
In the old generation’s view, elder sisters should be taking care of their younger sisters.
Dolores Frieman nodded, “Ok, ma’am, don’t worry. I really appreciate your help today!”
“No problem, we’ll be on our way.”
After the old lady and the young man left, Dolores Frieman turned to Rachel Barton, “Rachel, are you okay? Do you feel unwell? Do you need your elder sister to take you to the hospital for a checkup?”
“No need,” Rachel’s face was pale, “I’m fine.”
Despite her response, Dolores Frieman was still worried and helped her stand up, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes.”
She didn’t feel like uttering an extra word right now.
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She felt terrible.
Dolores Frieman said, “Shall we go home and rest then?”
“Yes.” Rachel nodded.
