CHapter 57


    The whole Lunar Lab members were steamed about Belinda and Vincent for what they used to treat


    Noe.


    When Noe was an infant, It was actually the Belinda’s parents from the Fuller family who were


    taking care of her. But then old Mrs. Lambert came to see her granddaughter and found. out they


    were dissing her for being a girl, only willing to feed her in water – Noe nearly didn’t make it!


    If old Mrs. Lambert hadn’t swooped in and taken care of her, dotting every ‘I‘ and crossing every ‘t.


    there would be no way they’d have such a kick–ass and beautiful boss now.


    Did the Fuller family really think kids grow up on dew or something?


    Noe’s moves became so slick because she used to scrap with bears in the backwoods and deep


    forests as a kid!


    And yet, Briony was always kept close by their side, under the pretense that Belinda needed a


    nanny. Now the Fuller family had their eyes on old Mrs. Lambert’s grave, nning to snatch it


    away!


    “Boss, what on earth is Belinda thinking? It’s not like she can do anything with that grave!”


    Noe frowned and asked, “Aren’t the Fuller parents still alive?”


    “That’s just it. They say it’s a plot they’re eyeing for themselves, thinking old Mrs. Lambert’s got a


    jackpot and they want to be buried there when they kick the bucket!”


    What a bunch of jokers this family is, squabbling with the dead over a piece ofnd.


    “Tell Vincent that spot is a once–in–a–century find, that their descendants are sure to strike it rich if


    they get it.”


    Alkaid nodded, grinding his teeth in frustration.


    “I bet even if we tell Vincent, he’ll still get sweet–talked by Belinda. What if they really mess with the


    grave?”


    Noe sighed, her delicate brows knitting together slightly.


    “Don’t worry, if they dare touch Grandma’s grave, I’ll make them regret it.”


    Alkaid breathed a sigh of relief with Noe’s word, he could rest easy.


    Back in the office, Beckett had pulled up all of Yvonne’s school records, including every instance of


    her having someone else attend sses and take exams on her behalf.


    “What does the school want to do about it?” he asked the director.


    The director hesitated for a moment but then answered honestly, “Repeat the year, retake all


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    subjects, record a major demerit, issue a probation warning, and if the retakes fail, expulsion…”


    Beckett nodded and said, “Go by the book. Make sure all teachers call Yvonne’s name during roll


    call. I’ll donate some equipment to the school, and from now on, attendance checks are gonna be


    done with facial recognition.”


    The director was over the moon!


    What a brilliant idea!


    Noe walked in just in time to hear this and couldn’t help cringing.


    She thought, if Beckett actually goes through with this, I bet the whole MediCore University student


    body would be sticking pins in voodoo dolls of him.


    “Beckett, that’s like tearing someone else’s umbre because you’re getting wet.”


    Beckett just smiled, a graceful curve on his lips.


    The director disagreed, “Miss Schnabel, our school is MediCore University, after all. Serious study


    now means fewer mistakes on the operating tableter, and more preciseb data. It’s only the


    literature majors we allow skipping ss now and then.”


    Noe nodded, realizing MediCore University had strict standards and knew how to teach ording


    to students‘ needs.


    “If you are interested, please consider our school!”


    “I will.”


    After sorting out Yvonne’s business, Beckett walked Noe out of the school.


    “Noe, you seemed down after that phone call. Wanna tell me why? Of course, it’s cool if you’d


    rather not!”


    Originally, she didn’t want to bother her family with the Lambert family drama, but then seeing


    Milford, she realized Beckett was already on top of things, even sorting stuff out without her


    knowing!


    Beckett gently patted Noe’s hair and said, “Don’t worry, it’s normal for girls to have stuff on their


    minds. Is that Palmer kid giving you trouble? Tell me, and I’ll sort him out!”


    Noe was like, what does this have to do with Palmer?


    After hesitating, she told Beckett about what had happened and her concerns.


    Beckett got it and knew how close Noe was to old Mrs. Lambert – that without her, there would be


    no Noe today. The Schnabel family owed her one!


    “Noe, I’ll find a better ce for old Mrs. Lambert’s grave. Maybe she wants to be closer to you,


    right? I’ll relocate her to Imperial City, buy the Lambert ancestral home, so no one can disturb her


    peace, making it


    easy for you to visit. If she were still around, we’d all owe her our thanks. She raised you so well! I’ll


    get on it, don’t worry. Even though you’re back with the


    Schnabels, she will always be your grandma!”


    Noe was beautiful gentle, strong, and sensible the best sister in the world! And none of this had


    anything to do with Vincent and his wife.


    Noe originally arranged old Mrs. Lambert’s grave near the family home because she wanted to go


    back there in her final days.


    Maybe, like Beckett said, Grandma really wanted to stay with her.


    “Alright, thanks. Beckett.”


    Meanwhile, MediCore University’s admin office was ringing Yvonne’s cell.


    When Yvonne heard the school’s verdict, she was about to lose her marbles.


    Probation? If the Schnabel family gets wind of this, she’s gonna catch hell!


    “What? Are you guys out of your minds? Just because someone took a test for me, it’s such a big


    deal? Do you know who my grandpa is?”


    The director replied coolly. “We’ve already reported to your grandfather, and he fully supports the


    school’s decision.”


    Yvonne was speechless. Didn’t she just tell Marcel yesterday that she was the one being picked


    on? What the heck was going on!


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    Yvonne did not want to waste another year at school, attending sses with a bunch of broke


    college students was just in dumb. She’d rather spend her time getting dolled up and hanging


    out with her girlfriends – those were the real connections!


    After hanging up the phone, Yvonne hurriedly made ns to dash to the hospital to get Marcel to


    put in a good word for her.


    If Marcel was willing to call the president, nobody would dare to follow up on this matter.


    “Anika, where’s the driver?”


    “Miss Yvonne, the driver has been sent out by the madam to pick up a delivery,”


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    Sienna has her own personal driver, so why was she hogging others too?


    “What kind of delivery needs so many people?”


    Could it be that Sienna finally realized Yvonne’s birthday wasing up and was sending her a


    birthday present?


    “It’s Crystal.”


    Crystal! It must be that piece she had her eye onst month!


    Yvonne had been dying to get a piece of crystal for a bracelet and earrings, it would totally suit her


    style. She hadn’t expected that the piece from the auction was secretly bought by Sienna to!


    surprise her. If Sienna agreed, she didn’t really care about going to university: she could just


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    buy a degree.


    The more Yvonne thought about it, the more excited she got!


    “Did they say what it’s for?”


    “They said it’s to redo the bathroom floor for Noe, the current flooring doesn’t match the


    decor.”


    Redoing Noe’s bathroom floor? For real?


    “Noe hardly ever stays here, right?”


    She owns the penthouse at Serene Haven, why bother redoing the room here?


    “The madam said it’s all for Noe’s home, and since she isn’t staying here these days, she’s


    nning to revamp the decor for her.”


    Yvonne nearly choked.


    Yvonne scolded inwardly. “Why the heck does the Schnabel family pamper Noe so much? That


    country bumpkin really doesn’t know the value of things. Doesn’t she feel like a nouveau riche using


    such precious crystal for flooring?”


    “Forget it, I’ll take a cab! Seeing Grandpa is more important right now.”


    It’s several miles from the Schnabel Manor to a ce where you’re allowed to hail a cab. After all,


    everyone living in the same neighborhood as the Schnabel family has their own cars, and taxis


    aren’t even allowed in.


    Yvonne walked to the gate, her ankles rubbed raw with blisters, hurting so much that she was


    grimacing in pain.


    A car pulled up in front of her, and the man inside with a scar on his face rolled down the window,


    his sinister gaze falling on her.


    “Miss, where to?”


    Yvonne, not paying much attention, hopped in, “Imperial West Hospital. Step on it!”


    The driver tugged at his baseball cap, shadowing his face.


    “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you get where you need to go.”


    “What do you mean? I said Imperial West Hospital. Don’t you understand?”


    Yvonne started to feel uneasy; this guy looked shady all over, not some creep drawn to her beauty,


    right?