After Finley finished speaking, he felt like he’d just done something heroic.
After all, it would be a real shame if a girl as pretty as her ended up with a black eye or a busted lip.
But the girl seated behind him didn’t react at all.
A flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes.
He’d been hoping to play the hero—wasn’t this the kind of moment when girls were supposed to get nervous just hearing the name of the school bully?
Then he could swoop in, become her knight in shining armor, and maybe get a little closer to her.
But from the look of things…
“Aren’t you scared?” he asked.
Sabrina looked up, meeting his gaze with calm indifference. “Why should I be?”
Finley was caught off guard; this wasn’t the response he’d expected.
She really was fearless—like a cub unafraid of the lion.
He shook his head, still a little bewildered.
But, to be fair, those two really were troublemakers.
The students sitting nearby had overheard their conversation, and now the new girl had piqued their curiosity.
If she wasn’t even afraid of the school bully, did she have some powerful connections?
After class, a few girls gathered around Sabrina.
“Sabrina, are you from Port City? What does your family do?”
Most of the students in this class came from wealthy backgrounds. If Sabrina’s family moved in high society, they’d probably have heard of her. But she was a complete stranger—definitely not the daughter of any family they knew.
They needed to figure out her background so they could decide how to treat her.
If she came from a good family, they’d want to be friends.
“My father is Desmond Sutton, chairman of the Sutton Group,” Sabrina replied.


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