Chapter 12: Coral wanted to marry the most powerful man

Heloise looked around, and realized that her former room had been turned into a dog house.

The Brook's really hated her to the bone.

Heloise moved the dog tent aside and crouched down on the floor, running her fingers up the wall and counting from bottom to top, she pressed her fingers inward.

A brick suddenly popped out.

She put the brick aside and took a wooden box out of a hidden compartment, brushed the dust off, and opened it.

Inside were some of the items she had collected and saved before, as well as money she had earned from helping her classmates with crafts and homework, and a button that had been placed in her swaddling clothes when she was discarded.

At a very young age, Heloise knew she wasn't Brady Brook's biological daughter, and she was grateful to the Brook's for adopting her.

For this reason, she grew up giving way to Coral in every way.

Whenever and wherever she acted like Coral's little maid, especially when she was treated rudely and unreasonably by Coral, she accepted everything without rebellion.

Coral couldn't accept that Heloise had money with her, so when she earned some coins, Coral would always force her to take them out to spend on Coral.

Therefore, although Heloise saved money in secret, she didn't have much. 

However, her saving was enough to pay for the taxi fee.

Heloise put the bricks back in, making the whole wall look seamless.

She cradled the wooden box in her arms and looked around this dog house, the sunlight falling on her innocent and beautiful face, but a sly glint swept at the bottom of her eyes.

It was not easy to come here, so she had to send her family a "gift".

10 minutes later.

Heloise left the Brook's with the wooden box in her arms, and she got back into the cab, and while paying, said, "Sir., please take me to the most famous snack market."

After three years of staying in that shitty place, BlueWolf Mountain, where nobody took care of her and she was hardly served any food, she missed all the delicious food outside the mountain so much.

She thought, "I must enjoy a gluttonous feast today!"

...

At nightfall.

The large skeletonized iron door of the Brook's Villa slowly opened and two luxury cars drove in from outside.

The maid came forward to welcome her masters.

Mr. Brady Brook and Mrs. Grace Hall Brook got out of the car.

Brady, who had stepped into his midlife, looked in high and vigorous spirits, dressed in a decent suit, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were filled with complacency.

Grace walked beside him, elegant and dignified.

"Dad, Mom, what a coincidence! Are you back too?"

The other car arrived home at almost the same time.

A young girl got out of the car, wearing a college-style cyan sweater with a short skirt, revealing two straight and slender legs, and fluttered into Grace's arms like a little bird.

She was none other than Brook's baby girl, Coral.

"Why are you back so late? The class has been over early."

Grace walked in smilingly, holding Coral's hand.

Brady stepped into the brightly lit hall, and took off his suit and handed it to the maid, then he walked over to the leather sofa and sat down, and leaned back and looked at Coral, "I heard you went to Wordsworth's Consortium today?"

"Yeah, just a shame I didn't get to meet Reginald, but the guy who received me is one of my fans and he said he would make every effort to have me met by Mr. Reginald Wordsworth."

Coral sat down with her arm around Grace, her pretty and delicate face demonstrating definite confidence.

She was 21 years old, a junior at Imperial University, and had 60 million followers on PHOENIXFELL's hottest video application platform, because she had a wonderful voice, and sang beautifully. Thus, she was highly praised by the public as a "heavenly voice".

However, she was not satisfied with just being a netizen online. Besides, she was actively involved in charity work, relying on Brady's connections to lobby some consortia to donate money and goods.

She hadn't even graduated yet at this moment, but her positive image was already being known to every family.

The next thing she needed to do was to find a man who could match her while she thought she was so young and so beautiful.

Brady had introduced her to some of the consortia's sons, but she looked down upon them, for she thought none of them could match such a beauty as her.

Coral wanted to marry the most powerful man in the country, who was Reginald Wordsworth, the president of the first Consortium in PHOENIXFELL Empire.