Rebirth vs. Rebirth Tragedy to Triumph by Violeta and Zelena [[Chapters 301, to 310]] – Daisy Novels 

Chapter 301

The police would continue their investigation.

However, acquaintances told Grace not to hold out too much hope, as the driver was dead, and even if there was evidence, it would be difficult to find the truth without his testimony.

After the call, Grace was filled with disappointment.

Even though she knew something was fishy about the incident, she had no evidence.

Hazel and Nydia had been by Grace’s side since childhood, and Grace was heartbroken and powerless over what had happened to them.

However, Grace didn’t have much time to wallow in sorrow.

After composing herself, she turned and left the parking lot.

Grace hadn’t taken two steps when she saw Vivian up ahead, carrying a bag and walking gracefully toward a black BMW. Vivian used a car key to open the door and then searched around inside the car.

Standing in the shadows, Grace found Vivian’s actions strange.

This wasn’t Vivian’s car, so what was she looking for in someone else’s car?

And the competition wasn’t even over yet, how could Vivian, as the leader of a dance troupe, leave so early?

Suddenly, Grace remembered her encounter with Simon backstage. He had the same perfume scent as Vivian, could this car be Simon’s?

With this thought, Grace took out her phone, snapped a photo of the black BMW, and sent it to her old friend. She instructed, “Can you check if this car belongs to Simon? Need quick!”

Minutes later, her friend confirmed her hunch. “Yes, it is. I was looking for you earlier, thought you’d left. Why are you hiding in the parking lot? The competition’s over. Hurry back, they’re about to announce the results.”

Grace’s heart sank as her suspicions were confirmed.

So, it was Simon’s car.

And Vivian had his keys? What was going on between those two?

She watched as Vivian retrieved a room card from the car.

Vivian then drove off in her own vehicle.

Emerging from the shadows, Grace frowned.

“Vivian, oh Vivian,” she muttered to herself, “if your reputation is tarnished one day, you’ll only have yourself to blame.”

But she had no time to dwell on it now. The results were about to be announced, and she needed to get back to Violeta.

Fifteen minutes later.

The competition results were finally announced.

Violeta’s entry “Lunar Whirl” won the Gold Award for The 14th Lotus Award for Classical Dance Choreography, as well as the Silver Award for the work itself.

The other rankings were also announced.

The dance troupe led by Vivian won the performance gold medal and a bronze medal for their piece “Bloom Foxtrot.”

The announcement brought a wave of mixed emotions. The winning teams erupted in jubilation, while those who fell short masked their disappointment with polite smiles.

Violeta hadn’t expected to win anything but ended up with both a gold and a silver medal.

She happily embraced Grace backstage.

Violeta had become the biggest dark horse of this year’s Lotus Awards.

On the other hand, Lucy couldn’t shake a feeling of unease despite her own win.

The backstage area was gradually emptied.

Simon had left the backstage area at some unknown point. Lucy also left with her troupe to attend a celebration dinner before heading back to the hotel.

She texted Vivian about the awards, but Vivian didn’t reply.

A nagging feeling that something wasn’t right about Vivian lingered in Lucy’s mind, though she couldn’t quite grasp what it was.

Violeta finished changing and removing her makeup backstage.

Grace had made a reservation at a restaurant and planned to take Violeta and some old friends from the organizing committee out for dinner.

Violeta’s earphones were still in Simon’s jacket pocket, and she wanted to get them back from him…

However, she couldn’t find Simon anywhere after she searched the entire venue.

Damn it. Where did he go?

If she couldn’t find him, how would she get her earphones back?

Just then, Grace appeared behind Violeta.

“Vio, are you done packing? Let’s go.”

Violeta turned around, looking troubled. “Ms. Parker, why don’t you guys go first, I need to find someone.”

“Who? Your friend? Maybe they can come eat with us.”

“No, it’s the guy named Simon who came backstage earlier…”

“Simon Paul? Why are you looking for him?”

Violeta made up an excuse. “Yes, that’s him. I think I left my earphones in his jacket pocket, I want to get them back.”

Grace didn’t doubt this reason.

“Fine, I’ll help you ask around.”

Grace went backstage and asked her friends about Simon.

Her friends told Grace that Simon had already left a while ago.

Hearing this, Grace had no choice but to tell Violeta, “Vio, if you’ve lost your earphones, I’ll buy you a new pair as a celebration gift for your award.”

There was no other option.

The earphones weren’t actually that expensive, but Violeta was used to being frugal from her past life.

A pair of wireless earphones cost a couple hundred, which could be used for many other things. If she had known Simon would leave so quickly, she wouldn’t have put her earphones in his pocket.

Ugh, wasn’t this a waste of money?

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But Violeta was too shy to accept Grace’s offer and politely declined.

Irene was also ready to go, so the two left together.

As they were leaving, most of the attendees were gone, and the staff was cleaning up.

In the distance, a figure appeared.

Suddenly, Grace’s friend nudged her.

Her friend whispered, “Look, it’s Declan.”

Violeta also recognized the man walking toward them.

Seeing him, Grace’s mood soured.

Declan was there to find Vivian. He had called earlier but got no answer. Noticing unusual charges on their shared bank card, Declan, who happened to be nearby for work, decided to look for Vivian and hopefully have dinner with her.

Thus, he came to the venue and seemed to have been waiting for a while.

Seeing Grace and her group, Declan wanted to ask someone familiar if Vivian was inside. Despite not wanting to trouble himself, he realized he didn’t know anyone else here.

So he walked over to them.

“Grace, have you seen Vivian?”

Grace pretended not to hear him and continued walking.

Declan stepped directly in front of them, blocking their way. “Grace, I’m just asking you a question. There’s no need for this. The last time was a mistake; I was drunk. Do you really have to act like this?”

Everyone around Grace had heard bits and pieces about what happened last time, and a few had attended Grace’s birthday party.

So, they all recognized Declan.

But since Grace didn’t speak, they wouldn’t either.

Standing in their way wasn’t a good look for Declan.

Grace looked at him with annoyance and coldly said, “Declan, we aren’t close, are we? If you want to find Vivian, call her. Why are you asking me? I’m not your servant, keeping track of your wife for you.”

Declan replied, “I called her, but she didn’t answer.”

Grace sneered, “And how is that my problem?”

However, the fact that Vivian wasn’t answering the phone intrigued Grace.

She suddenly recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier in the underground parking lot.

Simon had left early too. Could it be that the two of them…

A glint of curiosity flashed in Grace’s eyes. Could Vivian be with Simon right now?

If so, Declan would be quite the fool.

Declan continued, “Grace, we’re both adults. What’s past is past. There’s no need for this animosity. I’ve never seen you as an enemy…”

Indeed, he never saw Grace as an enemy.

He was just arrogant enough to think Grace was waiting for him by staying single.

But unfortunately, Grace had long since grown to despise him.

Grace lowered her eyes.

Her thoughts drifted to Hazel and Nydia, who were still in the hospital after the car accident. She suspected Vivian was involved but lacked evidence.

Though she had no proof, that didn’t mean Grace would let it go. She was determined to make Vivian pay.

Since Declan had come to her, as Vivian’s nemesis, it wasn’t too much to stir up some trouble for her, was it?

Haha…

Grace sneered and reluctantly said to Declan, “Fine. Since you put it that way, I don’t want to seem petty by not telling you.

“Honestly, I saw Vivian leave the venue quite a while ago, about forty minutes. I saw her getting into another man’s car in the underground parking lot. Who knows where she went after that?”

Declan was stunned.

Her words were exaggerated, but Grace did it on purpose.

Moreover, she wasn’t lying.

Vivian did get into Simon’s car, even if only to grab something before leaving in her own car.

Hearing this, Violeta immediately thought of the perfume scent on Simon.

She exchanged a knowing glance with Grace, their teacher-student bond evident.

Feigning surprise, she said, “Ms. Parker, now that you mention it, I remember smelling Vivian’s perfume on a man backstage. I thought I was mistaken.”

Grace was impressed by Violeta’s attention to detail.

“Vio, who was it?”

“Simon Paul!”

The women around them stifled their laughter. “Oh dear, who doesn’t know about Simon’s flings? I never thought these two would get involved… “

“Wasn’t there a rumor that Simon likes married women? Tsk tsk.”

Their conversation grew more convincing.

Declan’s face turned a shade of envy as if a dark cloud had suddenly appeared over his head.

He suddenly recalled the large withdrawal from his account today. Could it be that Vivian spent that money on this bastard?

That explained why she wasn’t answering his calls! She was off fooling around!

Declan cursed, “That b*tch! She spent so much today that I knew something was up!”

For the top tycoons in Quinston, two hundred thousand dollars was a mere trifle, no more than the price of a designer handbag.

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However, that amount of money could easily buy a house in a second or third-tier city!

It was no small expense for ordinary people.

Vivian, a dancer, wouldn’t have the confidence to spend so recklessly without Declan supporting her financially.

How could she afford it?

Grace frowned.

Suddenly, a thought struck her.

The hit-and-run driver was terminally ill, and both he and his wife were ordinary workers. Yet, their daughter studied music at a prestigious school in Wiltonshire.

Music was an expensive field.

It wouldn’t be easy for a working-class family to send their child to study in Wiltonshire.

Meanwhile, Vivian had just spent a small fortune.

Could this be a lead?

Violeta had the same thought.

Declan stepped aside to call Vivian, but it went unanswered.

Then he called Lucy.

Lucy answered, but she didn’t know where Vivian was either. Violeta looked at Grace and whispered, “Ms. Parker, if Vivian is with Simon, I might know where they are.”

Grace was surprised. “You do?”

Violeta nodded.

It all connected back to the earphones Violeta had slipped into Simon’s jacket pocket earlier.

When Simon left, his phone disconnected from Violeta’s Bluetooth.

If they needed to find Simon, she could track the earphones’ GPS.

Grace asked Violeta why she had put the earphones in Simon’s jacket.

Violeta explained truthfully that she was concerned about potential cheating in the competition.

“Vio, you’re incredibly thorough.

“You really helped me a lot!”

Violeta wasn’t naturally detail-oriented; she had learned from past experiences.

Grace stepped forward and coldly addressed Declan, “Declan, stop calling her. If she wanted to answer, she would have by now.”

Declan questioned, “What are you implying? Do you know where Vivian is?”

Grace replied, “I don’t know where Vivian is, but my sharp student here knows where Simon is. If Vivian is with him, we just need to find him to find her.”

Declan’s gaze shifted to Violeta.

He then asked, somewhat puzzled, “Grace, why are you helping me?”

Grace scoffed, “You’re mistaken. I’m not helping you.”

She was helping Hazel and Nydia.

She had to uncover the truth about the car accident!

Plans were changed on the fly.

Grace postponed the dinner and drove with Violeta to find Simon.

Worrying about her daughter, Irene went along as well.

Following the GPS, they arrived at a budget hotel named Economy Inn. The betrayal in Declan’s eyes was as clear as day.

En route, Violeta had investigated Declan’s claim about the large withdrawal.

Using the Black Market’s Eye system, she tracked Declan and Vivian’s accounts and followed the trail of Vivian’s transfer.

Her discovery was shocking.

The two hundred thousand dollars wasn’t spent but was transferred to an overseas account in Wiltonshire.

The next step was to verify if the account holder was the driver’s daughter studying abroad, and the truth would be out.

Vivian wasn’t innocent after all!

However, despite knowing this, Violeta couldn’t tell Grace.

Investigations required evidence and proper procedures, but Violeta had used black market methods. Revealing the truth would expose her identity and methods.

As George had warned, she was still a wanted figure on the black market.

If her cover was blown, she would be the first to be arrested, not Vivian.

She couldn’t risk exposure.

They arrived at the hotel.

Violeta fell unusually silent.

A concerned Irene asked, “Sweetie, what’s on your mind?”

Violeta gently lifted her eyelashes and posed a question. “Mom, if someone does good things while pretending to be a bad person, are they good or bad?”

Irene brushed a lock of hair from Violeta’s face and replied softly, “There’s a saying that actions speak louder than words. No one is perfect. Who defines good and bad? Others? No, it’s you yourself.”

“Sure, Mom.” Violeta smiled faintly and nodded.

As they entered the hotel, the GPS red dot grew closer.

The front desk refused entry, so Violeta promptly reported a lost item to the police.

Faced with the police and their IDs, the front desk reluctantly led them upstairs.

Chaos ensued. They burst into the room, finding Vivian in the bathroom, clothes scattered by the bed, and Simon lying naked on the sheets…

Witnessing this, Declan flew into a rage. He lunged at Vivian, slapping her twice before brawling with Simon.

In the ensuing chaos, Vivian tried to intervene but accidentally hit her head on the bedside table, collapsing and bleeding.

Amid the chaos, Violeta used Vivian’s phone to email the police, providing clues and the exact Wiltonshire account number.

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The drama finally ended.

The biggest winner was Grace.

Not only had her student triumphed with a gold and silver medal, but she had also witnessed the spectacular downfall of her rival, whose life was now in shambles due to infidelity and a shattered family.

It was a moment of pure elation for Grace, a feeling she thought couldn’t be surpassed.

But fate had another surprise in store.

A call from a police acquaintance brought news of a significant breakthrough in the car accident case, suggesting it was likely a murder-for-hire plot!

As Grace listened intently, Violeta sat quietly in the back seat.

The contact from the police said that someone had anonymously provided clues, significantly shortening their investigation time.

If all the clues were verified to be correct, the nature of the case would change, and the true culprit behind the scenes would be brought to justice.

“Someone anonymously reported? Have you found out who?” Grace asked.

“Who was it, Vivian’s phone? Could she be that stupid…”

Violeta sat in the back seat, casually playing with her phone. After Grace finished the call, she glanced at Violeta in the rearview mirror, still playing with her phone.

The acquaintance’s words echoed in Grace’s mind.

The anonymous report was made during the chaotic scene at the hotel.

There were only a few people in the room at the time, and the anonymous report was sent from Vivian’s own phone. By process of elimination, only Violeta remained.

Surely, Grace wouldn’t tell anyone about this.

Besides, speculation couldn’t be used as evidence.

However, she was aware that her student was not simple.

Had she really taken on an extraordinary apprentice?

The acquaintance had said that without that report, they would have eventually found out, but it would have taken a long time, especially with the need to investigate bank accounts overseas.

The other party might not cooperate, and the back-and-forth would take a very long time.

They had met a noble person who secretly helped them.

Violeta knew Grace was looking at her, raised her eyes to meet her gaze, and smiled innocently.

“Ms. Parker, aren’t we leaving?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

Grace smiled and looked at Irene, “Ms. Irene, what would you like to eat later? The fish in Icroln is very good, I know a place that tastes great…”

Irene replied, “Anything is fine, you decide.”

After receiving the anonymous report, the police quickly launched an investigation.

As Violeta expected, they successfully traced Vivian’s remittance account to the daughter of the driver involved in the accident.

With all the evidence laid out, the driver’s wife, not wanting to implicate her unknowing daughter abroad, confessed everything.

It turned out that the driver was indeed bribed.

Knowing his time was counting down, someone contacted him privately to do a job in exchange for a generous sum of money.

This money was enough for his daughter to finish her music studies abroad.

The driver discussed it with his wife and eventually agreed.

Therefore, when the wife learned of the driver’s death, she wasn’t too surprised and refused an autopsy.

She was more concerned about whether the money had reached her daughter’s account.

And all this evidence pointed to Vivian.

Having been cheated on, Declan didn’t want to be involved with her anymore and directly filed for divorce.

Vivian’s life was completely ruined.

Declan regretted his actions.

If he had known this would happen, he would never have been seduced by Vivian and should have stayed with Grace.

The Lotus Awards concluded successfully.

The news of Violeta’s award reached the school.

The competition videos from the Lotus Awards were also edited and broadcast on TV.

Although Hazel and Nydia couldn’t attend the competition in person, they were satisfied after watching the recordings in the hospital.

News of Vivian’s investigation quickly made its way back home.

Upon returning, Grace filled the Nelsons in on everything that transpired in Icroln

Both Mr. and Mrs. Nelson expressed their deep gratitude to Grace.

However, Grace was quick to clarify, “I didn’t play a major role in this. If you truly want to thank someone, it should be Violeta. Without her clever use of GPS tracking, we wouldn’t have found the hotel, and the truth would have remained hidden.”

First, there was the substitution in the competition, then the hidden GPS, and finally the anonymous report.

It was clear that Violeta had been instrumental throughout the entire ordeal.

Though some details remained unclear to Grace, like how exactly Violeta orchestrated everything or the specifics of the anonymous tip, she had unwavering faith in her student.

She was certain Violeta was the mastermind behind it all, choosing to remain in the shadows and not claim any credit.

The Nelsons, moved by Grace’s words, felt a deep sense of gratitude.

“We owe Violeta an immense debt. If there’s ever anything we

can do to help her, we won’t hesitate.”

The classes resumed a week later.

Hattie had signed with an entertainment agency and was no longer attending classes in her junior year.

Her grades weren’t good anyway, so she was happy not to come to class.

Facebook was constantly promoting “Moonlit Promise,” with the female lead Hattie and the male lead Jacques.

The drama itself was adapted from a romance novel, so it naturally had a lot of book fans generating buzz on Facebook.

Jacques, the male lead, was already a heartthrob from the neighboring film academy, bringing his own fan base with him.

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Hattie, possessing both sweet looks and an elegant demeanor, had the added advantage of being a “second-generation star,” returning from Harbor City to further her career.

The hype surrounding Hattie and Jacques had already captured the hearts of many young and impressionable girls.

Rumor had it that some fans even went to the set to take behind-the-scenes photos.

In short, Hattie’s current development was the best in the entire class.

Everyone in the class envied Hattie’s success in her junior year. In contrast, Violeta, who had also spent a semester filming last year, remained virtually invisible online!

Searching for Violeta’s keywords on Facebook yielded no relevant information about “The Quiet Ode.”

The only thing that appeared was the rumor from a while ago, when Zelena used a burner account to spread malicious gossip online.

Despite attempts to suppress them, the negativity lingered, casting a shadow over Violeta’s online presence.

Meanwhile, Hattie’s star was on the rise.

A quick Facebook search revealed a plethora of fan-taken photos from the set, showcasing the drama’s attractive cast and generating envy among classmates.

Hattie’s active social media presence, filled with glamorous photos, had already garnered her a substantial following even before the drama’s premiere.

The stark difference between Violeta’s and Hattie’s online presence couldn’t be more apparent.

These were all the results of Hattie’s company’s efforts in managing her image.

After all, in the world of entertainment, image management was everything.

On the other hand, Violeta had none of those advantages. Despite having filmed a project, she lacked the promotional machine that Hattie enjoyed. No agency backing, coupled with lingering online negativity, meant that her online presence was virtually nonexistent.

There were no exciting sneak peeks, and no buzz-generating marketing campaigns.

It was nothing to rival Hattie’s carefully cultivated image.

It seemed that good academic performance really didn’t matter.

Becoming a famous star still depended on luck!

The contrast between their situations was stark, fueling whispers among their classmates. While no one dared criticize Violeta openly, they couldn’t help but compare her to Hattie in private conversations.

Gillian and Candy, eager to curry favor with Zelena, were particularly vocal in their criticism.

“Who could possibly compete with Hattie? Violeta never stood a chance. She simply doesn’t have that star quality.”

“Exactly! Look at Hattie! She’s already landing deals and gaining recognition even before her drama airs. She’s destined for stardom.”

“Haha, Violeta can just wait. Without the luck to be famous, even filming is useless!”

Zelena listened to them, smirking.

In reality, Zelena didn’t particularly want Hattie to succeed either.

She couldn’t stand Violeta’s rising fame or Hattie’s unique charm.

Zelena was anxious, desperately hoping to connect with the crew of “Spring Isn’t Blooming.”

She had bought good wine to gift to the director to build connections.

These days, Hattie had been either too busy or simply ignoring her, not replying to her messages.

Zelena knew Hattie had her own interests and wouldn’t necessarily go all out to help her.

She was growing increasingly anxious.

The only comfort she had was that Violeta had returned to school after filming, with no apparent changes, continuing to attend classes.

At noon.

After Jasper graduated, the tennis club needed to elect a new president.

Violeta had a good chance of becoming the president.

Kaylee had new troubles and complained to Violeta, “Vio, Zelena has been getting worse lately. She’s overly strict during inspections, confiscating many items and using her position to pressure people. I don’t want to stay in the dorm anymore, but I have nowhere else to go. I was thinking of staying at the shop.”

Violeta replied, “Why don’t you stay at Liberty Grove? You could help with the cat too.”

Kaylee shook her head and honestly replied, “The rent there is too high, and Zelena lives there too. Seeing her makes me sick. Besides, we’re friends, but I don’t want to take advantage of you.

“So I thought I’d stay at the shop and keep Ms. Fiona company.”

Kaylee had previously worked part-time at the shop and lived in the storage room. Despite the small space, she was quite satisfied with everything else.

She had come to discuss this with Violeta.

“Are you saying you are going to live in the storeroom?”

“Indeed.”

Violeta thought about it.

The storage room was quite dirty and cluttered. Even if it was livable, drying clothes and other tasks would be inconvenient.

In her past life, Violeta had also stayed in a coffee shop during tough times, so she knew how inconvenient it could be.

But in Kaylee’s case, she had other options.

Violeta said, “Kay, I understand your situation, but living in the storage room isn’t ideal. It might work as a temporary solution, but long-term, it’s simply not suitable.”

Kaylee sighed. “I know, but what other choice do I have? Zelena is constantly targeting our dorm, and I don’t want my roommates to suffer because of me.”

Since losing her single dorm, Kaylee had been assigned to a shared room with freshmen.

After Kaylee’s single-room reservation was canceled, she was placed in a shared dorm with freshmen, including a student named Nessie.

This arrangement embarrassed Kaylee, especially since not all dorm rules were enforced.

For instance, despite restrictions on high-wattage appliances, some girls still used them for hairstyling before dates.

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Although Kaylee was Zelena’s direct target, her roommates were suffering due to Zelena’s influence.

The student council, under Zelena’s sway, was making life difficult for Kaylee’s roommates, indirectly isolating her.

Unwilling to accept this, Kaylee sought Violeta’s advice.

Understanding the situation, Violeta reassured Kaylee, “There are other ways to deal with this. You don’t have to live in the store room.”

“What ways?” Kaylee questioned.

Violeta smiled. “We just need to remove Zelena from her position as student council president.”

She was aware that getting Kaylee’s single room back wasn’t an option.

The only solution was to neutralize the source of the problem. They had to deal with Zelena.

Zelena was using her position to pressure her roommates into isolating Kaylee.

It became clear that Zelena’s actions against Kaylee were merely a means to an end. Her true target was Violeta, but since Violeta lived off-campus, Kaylee became the next best victim.

The student council presidency is typically held by a junior, as was the case with Nolan.

Freshmen and sophomores join as members or department heads to gain experience, while seniors are usually too preoccupied with academics and internships.

Junior year was the perfect time for student council leadership.

Zelena ascended to the student council presidency through a web of bribes and favors, securing the loyalty of key school figures and a majority of council members.

Her knack for exploiting vulnerabilities and promising rewards had become her signature move.

Despite her cunning, Zelena lacked the composure to handle unexpected crises, preferring instead to instigate them.

While the prospect of exposing her machinations seemed daunting, it wasn’t impossible.

All it would take was the right moment, the perfect opportunity to unravel her carefully constructed facade!

The opportunity soon presented itself.

Three days later, the school announced the annual sports day.

Spring was the perfect season for a sports day.

In compliance with national requirements, Toland University hosted a sports day every year.

Unlike the fervent spirit of high school sports meets, the annual event at this institution typically drew lukewarm enthusiasm from the students. It was a routine affair, neither grand nor neglected.

However, this year was different.

With the impending visit of higher-ups, the stakes were raised, and the school sports meeting became a stage for showcasing excellence. It had to be a spectacle, a resounding success.

The school spared no expense in procuring new equipment and sweetened the deal with tantalizing rewards for high-achieving participants. Scholarships, credits, and other enticing incentives awaited those who rose to the challenge.

When the announcement of the sports meeting hit the school forum, it ignited a firestorm of interest.

Students who had previously shown indifference were suddenly captivated by the promise of generous rewards.

As the student council was traditionally responsible for organizing the event, Violeta saw this as the perfect chance to oust Zelena.

“This is our opportunity,” she told Kaylee.

“What?” Kaylee asked.

Violeta, studying the forum post, explained to Kaylee, “There’s no precedent for a mid-term resignation, but a major misstep during this high-profile event could force Zelena’s removal.”

“What might have been minor issues before are now major ones,” she added, a glint in her eye.

Kaylee caught on quickly. “I got it, Vio. So, we need Zelena to slip up?”

Violeta leaned back, a confident smirk on her face. “Precisely.” Kaylee was skeptical. “But Zelena’s no fool. She won’t make it easy for us.”

Violeta’s smile widened. “That may have been true in the past, but circumstances have changed.”

Kaylee tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

Zelena was consumed by her ambition to debut.

In her previous life, Violeta’s counselor had tipped her off about a lead role in the TV drama “Spring Isn’t Blooming.”

But ultimately, the role slipped from Violeta’s prepared hands and fell to Zelena, who had bribed the director.

While Violeta was unsure how Zelena managed to sway the director, she knew it must have cost a considerable sum.

The role was a significant one, and Zelena’s allowance wouldn’t have covered such an expense.

Violeta suspected Zelena had sought financial help from her parents.

Despite this windfall, Zelena’s finances were stretched thin.

As student council president, she regularly splurged on lavish meals for her team to maintain their loyalty

Her store, “The Breeze,” while contributing some income, barely broke even due to aggressive price cuts to rival Sunset Cafe.

The conclusion was clear-Zelena was in dire need of money.

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To maintain her image, Zelena didn’t dare ask her parents for too much money.

The allowance she received from them each month was already substantial.

The rent for Liberty Grove was not even included in her allowance.

It was more than enough for her daily expenses.

If Zelena got too greedy and asked her parents for too much money, they’d start asking questions about where it was all going. Questions she couldn’t answer.

So, she had to find another way to get the money she needed.

Now that she was student council president, could she really resist the urge to use her position for personal gain?

Violeta didn’t believe for a second that Zelena was all about serving the school.

While she couldn’t speak for everyone, Violeta was certain Zelena would jump at the chance to make some extra cash.

If Zelena was going to cross that line, Violeta wasn’t going to miss out on the opportunity to benefit as well.

The announcement of the school’s sports day meant more work for the student council.

As the president, Zelena’s responsibilities grew accordingly.

New equipment was needed, so a teacher from the logistics department approached Zelena.

Previously, the student council and the logistics department had jointly managed such procurement tasks.

This time was no exception.

The teacher handed Zelena a list of items to procure. Her task was to contact various wholesalers at the markets, gather price information, and then a joint meeting would be held to decide on the best deals.

The school would provide the money, but the student council members were responsible for purchasing and setting up the equipment.

So, the initial review of suppliers fell to Zelena.

However, Zelena found this task annoying and passed it on to someone else.

Later, Zelena visited The Breeze after school to review the bi-weekly accounts.

There, she noticed that the cost of sausages had risen.

Curious, she called the store manager and asked, “Why has the price of sausages surged?”

The manager explained, “Ms. Reid, the cost has gone up. Let me show you the invoices.”

The manager brought out the invoices to prove she wasn’t pocketing any money. “The price of sausages has increased for all the stores in this area. The wholesalers say it’s due to a change in raw materials …”

Hearing this, Zelena’s eyes moved from the invoices, and a light bulb went off in her head.

She thought of a way to make money…

Zelena realized the sausage supplier was just a middleman, buying from a factory.

She could cut out the middleman and get the sausages directly from the factory at a lower price.

This sparked an idea. What if she could do the same with the school supplies? Buy directly from the factories, sell to the school at the normal price, and pocket the difference.

It was a golden opportunity!

Zelena immediately put down the invoices and made a phone call.

“Hey, don’t bother with the procurement list I gave you. I’ll handle it myself. I’ll call the suppliers tomorrow. That’s all.”

She then quickly ended the call.

Zelena was thrilled.

This could solve her money problems!

After splurging on wine for the “Spring Isn’t Blooming” director, her usual lavish spending on treats for the student council had become a strain.

Her monthly expenses were high, and she frequently treated student council members to meals…

Without the expenses, she would have been fine, but after buying it, money was extremely tight.

This opportunity was a lifesaver.

It felt like destiny was on her side.

The following day, Zelena reclaimed the procurement list and started contacting suppliers, gathering their price quotes.

However, her excitement quickly faded.

The prices offered by the factories were all quite similar.

These items had established market prices, and the factories knew each other’s costs. They had worked with Toland University before and were already offering their lowest rates.

Zelena realized there was no profit to be made.

However, a thought struck her.

What if she went for lower-quality goods, which were much cheaper?

“Lower quality product? Yes, we do have it…

“But you wouldn’t want that…”

Factories produced not only top-tier items but also second-tier ones.

However, Toland University had never accepted second-tier products in the past.

So, the factory hadn’t reported the prices for second-tier items.

“What’s the difference between second-tier and first-tier products?”

“It’s the price. You get what you pay for.”

He then picked up a pen to demonstrate how a high-quality pen was sturdier than a cheaper one with a flimsy plastic casing.

“A high-quality pen is tough to break, but a lower-quality one, with its flimsy plastic, might crack just from being dropped.”

Chapter 308

Upon hearing this, Zelena had a different idea and asked, “How much cheaper is the second-grade price compared to the first-grade?”

“Almost by a third.”

Zelena was instantly surprised.

That’s quite a difference.

She smiled subtly, sensing an opportunity to profit.

Being the student council president definitely had its perks.

Over the next few days, Zelena inquired about the prices of second-grade goods from several factories in Quinston. She discovered that one factory’s second-grade products were the cheapest, almost half the price of the first-grade ones!

If she reported these second-grade goods as first-grade, the school wouldn’t notice, and she could pocket the difference.

Zelena immediately contacted the factory’s manager. The manager, being a savvy businessman, figured out Zelena’s scheme. He also wanted to secure this procurement deal with the school, so he quickly agreed with Zelena.

Zelena reported the second-grade goods’ prices from their factory as if they were first-grade, slightly reducing the prices compared to other competing factories.

She handed the form to the logistics department teacher, Janice.

Janice took a quick look and immediately noticed the cheapest factory.

“Oh, this one’s a few dollars cheaper than the others. Is it the same quality?”

Zelena confidently replied, “Of course. I went to the factory with a few classmates and checked personally. I had to bargain hard with the owner to get the price down.”

“Seems like this factory is quite sincere. Alright, I’ll keep the form and notify you after we discuss it in a meeting with the other teachers.”

“Okay, Ms. Janice, I’ll head out now.”

“Okay.”

Zelena turned and left the office, a sly smile appearing on her lips.

She was certain the school would choose the cheaper factory. After all, money didn’t grow on trees, and if the quality was the same, saving a bit was always better.

Just after Zelena walked out of the office, Violeta knocked and entered.

“Ms. Janice.”

Janice looked up.

“Violeta, you’re here. Come on in.”

Violeta said, “Ms. Janice, I found out what you asked about last time. Here’s the price list I got.”

She handed over the document as she spoke.

White Group had a subsidiary that specialized in stationery and sports equipment, with three medium to large factories producing these items.

Janice knew through a counselor that Violeta was the daughter of White Group’s owner.

In the past, Anton had also donated sports equipment.

This time, the school had a budget for replacing a batch of new equipment, so three days ago, Janice decided to explore multiple channels for price inquiries and asked Violeta for help.

Violeta didn’t know the wholesale prices from her family’s factories but agreed to find out.

That’s why Violeta was now in the office with the price list.

The prices Violeta provided were very detailed.

She included not only the prices for first-grade products but also for second-grade ones.

The factories under White Group’s subsidiary were medium to large in size, backed by a powerful parent company, and never short on business.

They had contracts with many sports brands, so even their second-grade products were of much higher quality than the average market offerings and had passed national quality inspections.

After looking at the form, Janice murmured, “The prices are indeed higher.”

Violeta said, “You get what you pay for, Ms. Janice.”

Seeing another form on the desk, Violeta guessed it was the one Zelena submitted.

“Ms. Janice, can I take a look at this price list?”

Janice handed it to her readily, “Of course.

“This form was collected by the student council. The school has worked with these factories in the past.”

Janice also knew that Violeta’s family factories were contracted with top-tier brands, ensuring not only quality but also ergonomic designs.

Naturally, their products were much better than those from ordinary factories.

If Toland University could negotiate the price down and procure the brand-equivalent products, it would be a great success.

Handling this well could even lead to a promotion next year.

She had her own plans in mind.

Violeta quickly scanned the list and noticed that one factory’s quote was significantly lower.

“Ms. Janice, which one are you leaning towards?”

“The school budget is tight, so I have to choose something

that’s good value for money. Your family’s factory products are excellent, but the price is…”

Janice trailed off.

Violeta understood she meant the prices were too high.

Comparing the two lists, Violeta saw that her family factory’s second-grade prices were the same as the first-grade prices from the ordinary factory Zelena had listed.

The factory with the abnormally low quote was definitely suspicious.

Violeta wanted Zelena removed from her position but didn’t want the school to end up buying poor-quality equipment.

Such a purchase could lead to student injuries and even bigger issues down the line.

Chapter 309

Prices speak louder than words.

….100

Expensive items have only one drawback: they’re expensive.

Cheap items have only one advantage: they’re cheap.

After a brief consideration, Violeta said, “Ms. Janice, how about this?

“You can go ahead and discuss the factories the student council reported, and I’ll go back and talk to my dad to see if we can come up with the best price.”

Janice immediately smiled. “Great, it’s settled then. Violeta, I’ll be waiting for your good news.”

“Okay.”

That evening, Violeta returned to the White residence to discuss it with Anton.

Anton had previously donated sports equipment to the school, but donations were one thing, and procurement cooperation was another.

The factory prices Violeta had learned were the ones offered to external partners.

When Anton learned that Violeta wanted to facilitate this cooperation, he readily said, “Vio, it’s really not that complicated. I could just donate a batch.”

Violeta shook her head. “Dad, that’s not necessary. Running a

factory is about making money, and we should earn what we deserve.”

Donating meant giving away money for free.

Most school board members who frequently donated did so because their children had caused trouble.

Otherwise, they weren’t doing charity, and no one wanted to give away too much from their own pocket.

Violeta was very low-profile at school, so Anton rarely had to worry about her.

Anton asked, “So, Vio, what do you want to do?”

Violeta thought for a moment and then said, “Dad, how about this? We could do a half-sale, half-donation deal and promote it as a joint branding campaign at the school. It would be like advertising. What do you think?”

Anton nodded, looking at Violeta with affection. “Sure, sounds good to me. I’ll do what you say.”

Violeta smiled brightly. “Dad, you’re the best!”

With this plan, Violeta managed to cut her family’s factory prices in half.

This made White Group’s prices lower than those of other factories, and they could also collaborate on brand promotion.

Janice was thrilled when she heard about this, her smile nearly reaching her ears.

But Violeta had one more request.

“Hmm? Why not make it public?” Janice asked.

“We want to create some excitement with the promotion, so we’re also making some small items like fans to give away at the school. Revealing it too early would ruin the surprise,” Violeta explained.

Janice understood immediately. “I see. Violeta, you’re a great help!”

Violeta smiled softly. “There’s one more thing I’d like your help with.”

“Go ahead.”

“The factories you discussed in the meeting earlier could you ask them to send over some samples? I’d like to compare the quality.”

“Sure, no problem at all. That’s an easy request.”

That afternoon, Janice contacted Zelena, asking her to arrange for the factories to send samples.

Zelena, thinking that the deal was almost finalized if samples were being requested, happily called the factory manager to send a batch right away.

When the samples arrived at the school, unaware student council members brought them to the equipment room.

Among the samples were badminton rackets, jump ropes, basketballs, and more.

However, just before the sports day, students who had signed up for the event went to the equipment room to get the gear for practice during PE class.

That’s when the unexpected happened.

While two students were playing badminton, perhaps hitting the shuttlecock too hard, the upper part of one racket suddenly flew off from the handle.

Everyone was instantly shocked.

Coincidentally, several teachers were giving a tour to visiting officials from the education bureau, and the group was standing under a tree near the field, discussing school matters.

The flying badminton racket was heading straight toward them.

“Watch out!”

Fortunately, a PE teacher stepped in and blocked it with his arm, narrowly avoiding a disaster.

The education bureau leader’s eyes widened. “What’s going on here?”

“Quick, quick, check if he’s hurt,” urged a school teacher.

Unaware of the situation, they rushed to examine the injured PE teacher.

The flying badminton racket hit the PE teacher’s arm with momentum, causing a lot of pain. A red mark instantly appeared on his arm.

He clutched the injured area, looking as if he was in severe pain.

“Are you okay?”

The PE teacher gritted his teeth, “I’m … fine…”

….

The education bureau leader demanded, “What are you waiting for? Take him to the infirmary!”

A few people hurriedly escorted the PE teacher to the infirmary.

This was a disaster.

This incident blew up quickly.

Nearby, the student holding half of the badminton racket looked bewildered. He couldn’t understand why the racket had flown apart.

He hadn’t even used that much force!

At the infirmary, after an examination, they thankfully found that the PE teacher hadn’t broken any bones.

The principal, having learned about the incident, came to the infirmary to inquire about what had happened.

How did a badminton racket end up flying through the air?

And nearly injure the visiting education bureau officials?

This situation demanded a serious investigation.

……

Upon investigation, it was initially assumed that the equipment had simply aged and worn out, causing the racket to break.

合

Chapter 310

Upon investigation, they found that the racket that flew apart was new, not old equipment.

Janice who was responsible for procurement was held accountable and was just as baffled.

This had never happened before.

“That’s impossible. We haven’t received any new equipment recently, and the gear for the sports event hasn’t even arrived at the school yet.”

“Then where did this new badminton racket come from?”

Janice fell silent, unable to make sense of it.

However, a sudden thought struck her.

“What did the racket that flew apart look like? Bring it to me.”

She realized that a batch of sample equipment had arrived from the factory recently.

Could it be that one of the sample rackets was the one that broke?

But even as samples, the quality shouldn’t have been this poor!

When she saw the remnants of the broken racket, she confirmed it was indeed one of the samples.

The quality was entirely different from what they had previously ordered.

It was easy to tell they were not of the same standard.

At first, Janice thought the factory might have sent the wrong items, so she immediately called them.

The factory confidently insisted that there had been no mistake.

If the factory had sent the wrong items, it would be understandable, but their firm assertion that they had sent the correct samples indicated something was amiss.

Janice quickly went back to check the order form Zelena had submitted.

The listed items did not match the quality of the samples that had been delivered.

Given that this was for the school’s sports event, there was no room for mistakes.

Thankfully, they had not yet decided to go with this factory.

If the samples were this poor, what would the entire order be like?

The school took this matter very seriously and demanded a thorough investigation.

The next day, Janice called Zelena to the office.

Zelena thought the school was ready to allocate funds.

To her surprise, Janice was there to hold her accountable.

“Zelena, tell me honestly, what is going on with this order?”

Zelena, confused, asked, “Ms. Janice, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

“The samples from the factory you dealt with caused an incident. Yesterday, a racket almost hit the education bureau officials during their visit!”

Zelena was speechless.

What!?

She stood there in shock.

Janice then took out the form Zelena had submitted and compared it to the delivered samples. The specifications did not match at all.

The school had ordered from this factory before, so Janice still had some old receipts.

Comparing them side by side, the discrepancies were obvious.

Upon calling the factory, Janice discovered that Zelena had arranged for second-grade products without permission!

By the time Janice confronted Zelena, she had gathered enough evidence. It wasn’t hard to investigate.

What she didn’t expect was that Zelena had the audacity to pull such a stunt!

Using her position for personal gain, she had tried to pass off inferior goods.

What benefit did Zelena get from this? It was clear she intended to pocket some money!

“If I hadn’t discovered this, how much longer would you have kept it hidden?” Janice demanded.

Zelena remained silent.

She hadn’t expected her scheme to be exposed so quickly. Panic flashed through her mind, but she quickly composed herself and defended, “There’s no way, Ms. Janice. I would never do such a thing. Someone must be trying to frame me!”

Janice slammed her hand on the desk. “Frame you? Let me tell you the truth. Initially, in our meetings, we hadn’t decided to go with that factory because we already had a better option!”

It was a stroke of luck.

If it hadn’t been for the superior offer from White Group, they might have chosen the cheap option Zelena had submitted.

If they had, and something went wrong during the sports event, the consequences would have been disastrous.

The city’s leaders were attending the event, and a mishap would have left a terrible impression.

Violeta’s suggestion had helped them avoid this risk.

Without the samples, they wouldn’t have known Zelena had arranged for second-grade products.

Zelena was stunned. “Not that factory? Then who did you choose?”

She had assumed that requesting samples meant a decision had been made.

Only now did she realize that wasn’t the case.

Janice handed her a signed cooperation agreement with White

Group’s factory and said sternly, “Take a look yourself. The school signed a contract with a new factory yesterday, facilitated by Violeta with White Group.”

White Group’s factory?

Zelena took the contract and almost fainted from anger.

It was facilitated by Violeta, and it was with the White Group…

Violeta’s family’s business?

Before Zelena could fully process this, Janice continued, “Zelena, there’s no point in arguing. This is a serious matter. I will report this to the school accurately, and you will be punished accordingly. Now, leave.”

“Ms. Janice…”

Janice ignored her pleas.

Zelena had no choice but to leave the office.

As soon as she was outside, Zelena pulled out her phone and searched on Eye of Heaven.

Using the factory name from the contract, she quickly discovered that the Bright Way Factory was indeed a subsidiary of White Group.

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