From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1250: 569 Indulge_1 Chapter 1250: 569 Indulge_1 Early in the morning, Alaric Moore got ready and headed to school.

Hellena Groove glanced at Alaric Moore and said with a hint of disdain, “Big sister, your outfit is too old-fashioned.”

Alaric pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and asked, “Does it make me look old?”

Titi Groove rolled her eyes at Hellena and said to Alaric, “Sister, don’t listen to her, she always sees things from a high horse.

You look good in this outfit, it suits you.”

Sanny Groove had a pleasant appearance and fair skin, dressed in a black professional suit.

With her youthful age, she couldn’t suppress her mature temperament, which added a unique flavor to her look.

Alaric Moore smiled, patting Titi’s head and asked, “Did your big sister embarrass you?”

“Not at all, I’m glad you could make it,” Titi replied.

When Moore entered the classroom, it was almost filled with parents.

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Amid a crowd of middle-aged parents, young Alaric appeared a bit out of place.

For a moment, all eyes were on Moore.

As she was hesitating about which seat was Hellena’s, a fashionable red-dressed woman waved at her, “Are you Hellena’s mother?

Over here.”

Alaric smiled and walked over, then sat down at the empty seat next to the woman, “I’m not Hellena’s mother.

I’m her older sister.”

“Oh,” the woman laughed awkwardly, “I was wondering how someone so young could have such a big child.

It just doesn’t make sense.”

“Your two younger sisters are twins, right?

I don’t know how your parents did it.

Not only are they beautiful, but their grades are also excellent, always topping the class.

If your mom wrote a parenting book, I would be the first one to buy it.”

That woman was quite a chatterbox, releasing her saliva as she spoke.

This was Alaric’s first time in such an environment, even though she was in her thirties, she still felt a little nervous.

“Oh right, I haven’t introduced myself yet.

My son is Hellena’s classmate, his name is Felicio Linggo.

He used to be at the bottom of his class, but since sitting next to Hellena, his grades have shot up like a rocket.

He always talks about Hellena at home, your sister is really good.

I envy your parents for having three beautiful and intelligent daughters.”

The woman’s voice was loud, forcing Alaric to endure the headache it caused.

A lot of people around them were looking in Alaric’s direction.

Alaric smiled and didn’t explain much.

There was a report card on the table.

Alaric picked it up and glanced over it.

She knew that Hellena and Titi were excellent, but she didn’t expect them to be this exceptional.

The rankings were of the entire grade, with Hellena and Titi at the top two spots.

They had full marks in every subject, their total scores made them unrivaled, with more than fifty marks ahead of the third place.

“These are the results of this month’s test.

The test was really tough, but Hellena and Titi still managed to score full marks.

It’s incredible,” Felicio’s mother said enviously.

Someone around them said, “Big Sister Alaric, how does your family educate their children?

Start a parenting class, we all want to learn.”

Alaric thought to herself, how could Aubree Groove’s children be ordinary?

But with a gentle smile on her face, she said, “Our family practices free-range parenting, we didn’t really supervise them.

They’re self-disciplined.”

“If only our children were half as smart and disciplined as Hellena and Titi.”

“It’s all about the genes, you can’t really teach that…”

“What genes, these twins are Aubree Groove’s juniors.

Everyone knows Aubree, we have a saying, those who are near vermillion get stained red, and those who are near ink get stained black…”

All around her, there was an array of sighs.

“So they are Aubree’s juniors, that makes sense then.”

A light bulb went off in Felicio Linggo’s mother’s head, she stared at Alaric in disbelief, “Are you…

the real heiress of the Grooves?”

Earlier in the year when it was revealed that Aubree Groove was not the real heiress of the Grooves, the entire city of Pethkids was shocked.

At that time, numerous online media and public forums were reporting about it.

A series of gossip articles were published, and only recently the hype had started to die down.

She only remembered because she had heard some parents mention Aubree.

Alaric sighed.

Just then a tall young man walked into the classroom from outside.

The bustling classroom immediately quietened down.

“Dear parents, good morning, I am the homeroom teacher and the mathematics teacher of Grade 1 Class 1, my name is Christopher Harris.”

A clear male voice echoed from the podium, like a refreshing breeze blowing over bamboo, soothing their impatient minds.

Alaric suddenly froze and slowly raised her head.

The man on the stage was tall and handsome, with well-defined features and fair skin.

His face was very delicate, resembling a weak scholar from ancient times.

A gold-rimmed pair of glasses sat on his nose, which made him look scholarly and elegant.

The deep black pools behind his glasses seemed to hold countless secrets.