Oops I Accidentally Ended Her Fake Perfect Life novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Our parents had everything arranged. Ophelia and I were placed in different classes.

As expected, the looks from my new classmates were filled with hostility and unspoken judgment.

So, when the homeroom teacher introduced me, I opened my backpack and pulled out several hundred copies of the paternity test results I had printed the day before.

Three copies, to be precise.

One for Ophelia and my father.

One for me and my father.

One for me and my mother.

Guided by a spirit of scientific rigor and a determination to leave no room for slander, I enthusiastically began distributing a set to every single student.

"Hello, everyone, my name is Evelyn Bradbury. I'm the biological, long-lost daughter of the Sullivan family, not some illegitimate child, nor a poor relative from the countryside."

"I'm the biological daughter who was swapped with Ophelia by her mother and thrown into a garbage bin on a snowy night."

"I hold a black belt in Taekwondo and have a passing familiarity with self-defense, but my nature is gentle and my heart is kind. I truly hope we can all get along well."

As a kaleidoscope of expressions played across my classmates' faces, I serenely took my assigned seat.

"Oh, and if anyone's curious and wants to share the DNA test results with their friends, feel free to come by my desk and grab a copy!"

After the first class ended, the room was buzzing with whispers about me.

I paid them no mind, keeping my head down to focus on my work.

When the second class ended, Ophelia finally appeared, flanked by her lackeys.

She stood at my desk, her voice loud and dramatic enough for everyone to hear. "Evelyn, our parents asked me to take care of you. Are you settling in alright at the new school? Coming from a rural school, it must be a big adjustment."

"I won't hold it against you for putting me in the hospital a few days ago, but can you please stop targeting me from now on?"

As she finished, she arranged her features into a picture of pitiful vulnerability.

Her two lackeys chimed in, their voices full of righteous indignation. "Ophelia, you're just too kind. For a poor relative lodging in your house to bully you like this... and to even dare steal from you! It's outrageous!"

"Who knows, she might even be a bastard!"

"Ophelia, just watch us teach her a lesson!"

As they worked themselves up to make a move against me, they finally noticed the eerily dead silence in the classroom.

These students, who were supposedly the most gossipy and self-righteous, showed no support for Ophelia.

Instead, they all looked at her and her lackeys with a mix of disdain, almost as if they were watching a clown on stage.

Ophelia, sensing something was off, quickly reacted. "Evelyn, Mom said you picked up some bad habits from the countryside. You didn't, did you? You didn't lie to everyone on your first day here?"

"My apologies, everyone. If my sister said anything strange, I'd like to apologize for her."

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