Chapter 811


    Pearl couldn''t shake the feeling that Estre might be the author of the memoir due to its realistic


    portrayal.


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    She tried to call Estre. Her attempts to reach her proved futile as she couldn''t get through to her.


    Left with no other option, she settled down to read the memoir attentively.


    Written in a third-person perspective, it recounted a brief but memorable high school romance.


    Estre''s first encounter with Ss at sixteen was highlighted, set against the backdrop of a


    scorching summer day. During a stamina test at school, exhaustion overcame many, including


    Estre, who was frail and prone to sickness since childhood. Her delicate appearance earned her


    the nickname of a charming but fragile goddess, although envy and disdain lingered among some


    peers.


    After copsing from exhaustion, Estre suffered further when a fellow student callously stepped


    on her wrists, causing her immense pain.


    "Why did you suddenly scream? I just walked beside you and did nothing. Don''t frame me." The


    aggressor, feigning innocence, mocked Estre''s reaction, attractingughter from onlookers.


    "s, the sickdy must be putting on an act again. You just brushed past her, but she made it


    sound like you''ve stepped on her," another girl said, mocking Estre as well.


    The other girls in the ss were not close with Estre because thetter was charming and had


    snatched away everyone''s limelight. At that time, they watched her misfortune, using the incident as


    a distraction from their own post-test stress.


    "You stepped on my hand. Say sorry." Estre demanded an apology, only to be met with denial and


    ridicule.


    "What do you mean? When did I step on you? Do you have evidence?" Then, she nced at the


    surrounding people and challenged them, "What do you think? Did I step on her?"


    Naturally, the surrounding people didn''t dare to say anything because they were herckeys.


    "Don''t frame me if you don''t have any evidence." She crossed her arms confidently.


    Estre clenched her fists. She had no evidence that the girl had stepped on her; the only proof was


    the redness on her wrist.


    Defeated, she decided to get some medicine from the school nurse and turned to leave.


    "Don''t go in a hurry. It''s not settled yet."


    Enter Ss, who had observed the altercation. When he noticed that Estre''s strong facade had


    onlysted for three seconds, he shook his head helplessly and stepped forward.


    The fierce and arrogant girl turned pale. Ss never meddled in this kind of thing, but he seemed


    interested in wanting to help Estre today. She smiled and apologized, "I might have done


    something wrong. Let me say sorry to Esti."


    Despite her initial defiance, Ss''s involvementpelled her to offer a begrudging apology,


    sensing the consequences of crossing him. His reputation as the school''s top bully preceded him,


    adding weight to his support for Estre.