Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 1178 Chapter 1180: When she saw Ethan and Melanie approach hand in hand, a surge of anger flared inside her. Her teeth crushed the lollipop with a sharp snap. Noticing it, Melanie quickly released Ethan's hand. "We need an exit to attend the charity gala together the day after tomorrow," she said, her voice firm. Without a word, Marisa turned and pushed open the office door with purpose. Ethan watched, sensing Marisa's displeasure in the tension of her movements.

Inside, Marisa approached the head teacher-an elderly woman-and stated bluntly, "I need an exit." The teacher paused, visibly swallowing at Marisa's directness. "For how long?" she asked, her voice tinged with nervousness. "A day," Marisa replied. "Just a day?" the teacher echoed, her unease evident. "That won't be an issue. I'll handle it. Don't worry about the exit slip." "Okay." Marisa turned and walked out. At that moment, the head teacher of Class One, Loraine, looked displeased and said, "Melanie, Ethan, don't you know the entrance exams are coming up? This is a crucial time!

How can you simply take leave? Ethan, you've missed numerous lectures due to your hospitalization, and now you plan to miss more?" Melanie stepped forward, undeterred. "We have something important to attend, Ms. Harvey. It's just for a day and won't impact our exams. Ethan has already caught up on his missed lectures." Ethan nodded. "That's right, ma'am. It's just for a day." Loraine frowned, shaking her head. "No, I can't allow that," she said, her voice resolute. Loraine's tone rose, her anger plain.

"Since the two of you showed up in my office at the same time, I might as well get something off my chest. Are you two dating? You've been glued together every day, and now you even filed for leave at the same time?" She cut herself off and slammed her fist on the desk again. "Spit it out. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to drag your parents here for a talk." Marisa froze mid-step and shot a glance at Ethan. A strange tightness seized her chest. More than anyone else in the room, she was desperate to hear the answer. Were they really in love?

The air in the office tightened without warning. A few nearby teachers, having caught the commotion, shifted their gaze toward Ethan and Melanie. At Wront University, romance wasn't forbidden, but it wasn't exactly welcomed either. First-years-or those about to become first-years-were expected to pour their energy into studying, not dating. Old-fashioned or not, that rule helped keep Wront University near the top of the national charts. "Hmm? Still no reply?" Loraine's brow creased. "Don't you get it?

If you bomb this entrance exam or your rank sinks too low, the school could push you out." Her eyes shifted to Melanie, then back to Ethan, weighing his situation. "Ethan, I mean you in particular. You're not like the rest of them. Miss this shot, and you might never set foot in a college. So what if Maia Watson is your sister, or that she's close with the dean? Rules get rewritten every year. For all we know, the elite preparatory program might be scrapped entirely by next spring." . . .