GBP Chapter 201 Side Story: Family Memories (2)
Chapter 201 Side Story: Family Memories (2)
Forced to attend school, having to go to Hollywood during holidays, studying as a child star and writing as a child laborer, being targeted for no reason just for eating candy: ?
"Madam! Madam! I want to report that Sharon is eating while she's praying!" My deskmate jumped onto his stool and waved his hands frantically.
"Quiet, Sheron, get down from your chair."
Upon hearing the commotion, the head of discipline stepped forward, his brows furrowing as he scrutinized them: "My lovely ladies, who can give me an explanation under the Lord's gaze?"
“I prefer you to call me Sherry, madam.”
The girl raised her chin, crossed her arms angrily, and glared back. She pointed to the candy stick in Sharon's mouth and said in heavily accented French, "Like I said, I'm going to report Sharon Vineyard for violating the doctrine time and time again!"
"Not only does she show no respect for the Lord, but she also repeatedly skips classes without reason and uses her popularity as a child star to interfere in the election to enter the student council. In addition, there are rumors circulating on campus that she instructed her brother Gin to fight to eliminate dissidents. We hope you will investigate this matter thoroughly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet church erupted in an uproar. It was the age when young people love to watch a good show, and everyone was happy to join in.
Gin in the background didn't move, but strangely, the other students sitting at the same table with him seemed to slowly lower their bodies.
"Silence! Everyone be quiet and observe virtues under the sanctuary." The wandering teachers had to try to manage the situation, but to little avail.
Sharon took in the farce that had been created, and her eyebrows curved into a satisfied smile.
Sharon Vineyard has found it increasingly difficult to feel the status and adoration she once had since this "child star" with a similar pronunciation transferred to the school.
The classmates and teachers all acted like ignorant country bumpkins, fawning over anyone who had heard of a title that was made through money. They didn't even consider that truly cultured families would never send their children to perform on stage.
This head of discipline is notoriously strict and will not let things go easily. Making Sharon lose face would be a piece of cake for him!
Little Sharon blinked.
If it might have started as a normal conflict, after hearing this remark, the situation became crystal clear: it was a premeditated attempt to provoke trouble through words and actions, which was exactly the provocative behavior the boss had described.
She lowered her head and sighed inwardly, a troubled smile playing on her lips: "Oh dear, this is really..."
So exciting!
Learning things I already knew and having to get along with others peacefully—these tedious days, completely unrelated to the Mafia, are finally coming to an end!
And now...
The gazes of the crowd transformed into stage spotlights, scrutinizing and brushing against the skin, causing a slight tingling sensation, yet nothing could be more exhilarating!
This was an unforeseen and unavoidable performance mishap.
'The organization's dignity has been challenged, and my younger brother is weak and timid. As the eldest sister, I, Vermouth, one of the highest-ranking members of the organization present, have no choice but to shoulder the responsibility of protecting myself and the organization.'
Put yourself in my shoes: if I were the leader of an organization, sitting in that position where no one could refuse...
"Leviticus 19:16, Do not go among the people and cause trouble."
Gin put down his knife, looked up and turned around, staring incredulously at what was behind him.
She gracefully crossed her legs, turned around, her back to the dining table, and casually placed her right hand on the table. Her delicate, white fingers touched her chin, moving from top to bottom like a sharp knife slicing through her throat, making one feel choked.
With a barely perceptible smile, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, revealing an air of authoritative control, she glanced at Sharon beside her, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "But she also said, 'One should not be an enemy of one's neighbor, lest one be put to death'... What a pity."
Sharon's face turned pale.
Unfortunately, according to doctrine, no one should be put to death; this is an implicit understanding.
"Sharon Bucherz, can you take responsibility for your actions? Or is this just a childish farce caused by jealousy?"
I remember your father founded the Buhetz Group, which is also a film and television company. Without sufficient evidence, the group's heir openly slandered a popular actress…”
Vermouth tilted her head, pouted her red lips, and asked rather casually:
"This is undoubtedly a signal of commercial resistance. Can a young girl like you bear this responsibility?"
"you…!"
Sharon was so angry that her face turned red, but she stammered and did not reply.
Or rather, she couldn't bring herself to admit that she had no say in the family.
How dare she speak like that! She's just a toy that's about to expire, how dare she talk like that!
"And who do you think you are? Don't think everyone doesn't know; it's been spread around privately that your whole family are criminals who escaped from the sewers of England..."
"Snapped!"
The loud, crisp slap echoed in the auditorium, and all was silent.
Vermouth pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, her face darkening as she coldly said, "Watch your tongue."
"Little Sharon, stop!"
Because the investment had resulted in a significant salary increase, the dormitory supervisor naturally heard about it. She quickly pulled Vermouth aside, wanting to settle the matter as soon as possible.
"The Lord proclaims that we should be loving and forgiving. Ladies, please come with me to the prayer room for a detailed discussion."
"Madam, there is no place for you to speak here."
She raised her head, her green eyes revealing a deep killing intent:
"Since everyone already knows, I'll be frank. This is an open provocation by one family member against another, and outsiders have no right to interfere."
"Or do you want to teach the organization how to do things?"