Hide Your Identities Or Inherit Millions

Chapter 5: Chapter 5: How Embarrassing

"Are you joking?"

Elizabeth puzzled, "Why would I be joking?"

She didn't need to study at all; she just got it after a quick glance.

Sir and Lady Wilson, upon hearing this, felt their hearts sink. Elizabeth's adopted family was quite poor, so they couldn't help but worry about what she might have had to endure.

Jack's feelings were mixed after hearing her. After a long silence, worried that Elizabeth was too proud to admit any difficulties, he couldn't help but advise, "Given your current state... well... going straight to senior year won't do you any good. You won't be able to keep up, and there's no rush—you're still young."

Sophia quickly agreed, "Jack is right. Mom doesn't need you to stand out, just be happy. Our family is wealthy, so do as you please—even if you don't want to go to school."

Linda was shocked. Although Sir and Lady Wilson were very affectionate toward their children, they were strict about academics. She used to get bombarded with various tutors for losing just one point, and now they were letting Elizabeth Lawrence slack off like this!

Double standards!

But Elizabeth was unwavering, "According to educational standards, I'm 18 and should be in senior year."

Jack felt like his sister was being unreasonable and finally said, "You can try it for a month and demote if it doesn't work."

Sir Wilson actually laughed, "I think Elizabeth's idea is quite good; she's ambitious just like me. Have you decided which high school you want to attend? I have a few schools in mind that don't require high scores for admission, but I'd still like to hear your thoughts."

"I have made my decision," Elizabeth nodded and calmly said, "Sunny Heights High School."

Sir Wilson was taken aback by her tone and hesitantly asked again, "Which school?"

"Sunny Heights High School," Elizabeth responded amid varied expressions.

Linda sneered inwardly. Did Elizabeth really think that getting into Sunny Heights High School would be a piece of cake?

Sunny Heights High School, although a private institution, was the top-ranked high school in Metro City.

Its curriculum was far more advanced than public schools. The school is financially well-off and doesn't need wealthy students, so those who get in are academic high-achievers. It's famously known as a high school that uplifts the underprivileged.

And Elizabeth thought she could get in. Was she serious? A countryside girl who had never even attended a proper school?

Linda felt disdain for Elizabeth and couldn't wait to see her fail.

Sophia spoke softly, "Maybe you should reconsider, Elizabeth. Sunny Heights is not easy to get into."

Elizabeth gently tapped the table with her slender fingers, replying, "I'm quite familiar with Sunny Heights."

Jack and Sophia Wilson exchanged a glance, both seeming a bit perplexed.

"Let's eat."

Jack suggested and frowned, putting an end to the conversation. He was sure that Elizabeth was merely boasting.

Elizabeth didn't argue and didn't say anything.

However, she looked somewhat puzzled. She wondered when the world had stopped appreciating the truth.

Sir Wilson didn't press further. His face grew serious. Could they possibly have to donate a couple of buildings to get Elizabeth in?

Linda glanced over Elizabeth's attire and was shocked to see the July logo on her clothes. She became surprised and immediately asked, "Is what you are wearing a piece from July?"

Wow, head to toe in top luxury brands—where does Elizabeth get the money to afford all this? Surely it's not from our parents, right?

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After saying this, Linda realized that she'd never seen this particular design before. She quickly added, "This design doesn't look familiar. Are you sure it was not a knock-off?"

Wearing counterfeit clothes was no big deal, but how embarrassing for Elizabeth, the young mistress of the Wilson family!

Jack couldn't help but feel frustrated upon hearing this.

He wasn't sure whether he was more annoyed at the fact that his sister had to resort to fake goods, or at Elizabeth's penchant for vanity.

Sophia's face was filled with guilt. She didn't know Elizabeth's size and had planned to have a designer create something special once Elizabeth had arrived. She hadn't expected to embarrass her in the process.

Linda seemed to realize she had misspoken and softly said, "Oh, maybe it was their new unreleased collection."

However, since it was their new unreleased collection, with your status, how could you ever wear their latest designs?

Elizabeth flicked her eyelids and her tone was icy, "You ask too many questions."

She wouldn't be caught dead in knock-offs; each of her outfits was a one-of-a-kind custom design.

Linda was silenced by Elizabeth's disdainful gaze, "I..."

Sophia glanced at Linda and scolded, "You talk too much; Just have something to eat." Then, nodding at Elizabeth, she added, "Linda must be mistaken. What does she know?"

Sophia wore an expression that said, 'Whatever you say, I'll go along with it."

Sophia mentally listed all the brands she knew, planning to buy them all for Elizabeth.

Linda was puzzled.

What was going on?

Elizabeth decided to express her disdain for their ignorance and concerns about their intelligence through silence, punctuated by a stupid look thrown at Linda.

Linda turned pale and almost snapped her fork in half.

The family had different things on their minds during dinner; only Elizabeth remained aloof.

"Elizabeth, would you like to check out your room first?" Sir Wilson asked, concerned that Elizabeth might be tired from her journey.

Elizabeth obediently nodded, causing a burst of fatherly love in Sir Wilson, "Daddy will carry your luggage."

Elizabeth was about to decline.

However, Sir Wilson attempted to lift her suitcase. And...

What's going on?

He failed to lift it.

His facial expression momentarily stiffened. He coughed and put in his full strength.

Snap!

Sir Wilson didn't know what to say.

"Let me do it," Elizabeth offered, walking over.

Sir Wilson rubbed his aching back, feigning indifference, "I guess I'm getting old; my strength isn't what it used to be."

"Maybe," Elizabeth agreed, feeling perhaps she had been too indifferent, so she added, "Older people are more susceptible to osteoporosis; you should take more care. I can bring you some supplements later."

A twitch formed at the corner of Sir Wilson's mouth. He felt belittled.

Watching Elizabeth effortlessly lift the suitcase, he began to seriously doubt his own health. Was he truly susceptible to osteoporosis?

Sophia gave her husband a disdainful look, "You're utterly useless."

Sir Wilson was speechless.

Sophia led Elizabeth upstairs warmly, leaving Linda feeling ignored and hurt. After all, who had been their daughter for over a decade? Why did all their attention go to Elizabeth?