Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 791: 248: Counterattack with power, Viola dominates the whole arena_4
 

But what a pity.

Throughout the exchange, Viola’s face never showed the expression Betty had hoped for.

Viola responded in a level tone, “I already have a bracelet. Wearing another one would be excessive.”

Upon hearing this, Betty looked at Viola’s wrist.

There, she saw a single red thread adorning Viola’s wrist.

A jade bead was tied to the center of the thread.

A simple arrangement.

Like her, elegant in its simplicity.

Compelling people to take a second look.

Betty smiled and said, “It looks very nice.”

“It’s fine.” Viola said.

At that moment, Nako Garcia approached with a bracelet in her hand.

“Miss Thompson, I really like your bracelet. Could I offer you this in exchange?”, she asked.

The bracelet Nako Garcia held was no ordinary piece.

With one glance, Betty recognized it as a top-grade jade bracelet.

Betty couldn’t help but wonder about Viola’s odd luck that had caught Nako Garcia’s attention.

Betty subtly frowned.

Viola turned her gaze slightly and declined politely, “I’m sorry, but this bracelet has a significant meaning to me.”

Nako Garcia frowned slightly and offered a necklace, “What if I add this? Miss Thompson, I really like your bracelet. Doesn’t your Sinian Country have a saying ‘a gentleman loves beauty but is also considerate to others’?”

Since she was little, Nako Garcia had always gotten whatever she wanted.

But today.

Viola refused her, not once but multiple times.

This upset Nako Garcia.

After all, she had made compromises to win Viola’s favor.

Even tolerating living in a dormitory with three girls who were of a lower class than her.

But Viola continued to push her limits.

“In our Sinian country, we have another saying: ‘Do not impose on others what you don’t want.'”, Viola spoke in a casual tone, her words carrying weight, “If it was an ordinary bracelet, I wouldn’t mind, but this bracelet symbolizes friendship for me, so sorry.”

The bracelet on her hand was one of four.

Rachel Barton, Diana Hershey, and Fiona Knight each had one.

The last character of their names was inscribed on each jade bead.

Wage walked over and commented, “Viola, it’s just a bracelet. Why not give it to Miss Garcia? After all, she is not asking for it for free. The bracelet she offers could buy dozens of your bracelet.”

To Wage, Viola seemed somewhat ungrateful.

Nako Garcia was born a noble.

What gave Viola the right to refuse her?

“Don’t understand what I said?” Viola took off the glasses she had put on, looking at Wage.

Her gaze was aloof, sending a shiver down Wage’s spine.

At that moment, Nako Garcia said with a smile, “It’s not the intent of a gentleman to insist. Miss Thompson, don’t be upset. I was just being capricious. If you don’t want to, it’s fine.”

Viola said nothing more.

She didn’t want trouble on her first day in the new dormitory. She put her glasses back on and continued typing on her keyboard.

The sound of typing once again filled the room.

Wage was furious.

It was her first time encountering someone as unappreciative as Viola.

Today, anyone else would have accepted Nako Garcia’s offer.

Around ten o’clock.

Viola closed her laptop and went to bed.

It was Nako Garcia’s first time staying in a shared dormitory.

She was quite uncomfortable.

It seemed she needed to deal with Viola soon.

**

Soon, it was the following day.

Freshmen military training.

Capital University had admitted over two thousand freshmen this year.

All of them were unfamiliar faces.

As they stood on the training ground, the atmosphere was buzzing.

Viola had chosen the major of nuclear weaponry.

This was a major with more males than females.

With over 60 people in the class, only twenty were female.

Their military training uniform was in a shade of green.

When dressed in it, they looked quite fitting.

Viola calmly buttoned her sleeves.

Mila had chosen the same major as Viola.

They were fortunate enough to be assigned to the same class.

Mila was standing next to Viola. At the moment, the instructor hadn’t arrived yet, so the students on the training ground were standing in a lazy and unconstrained manner.

“Viola, I’ve heard that Instructor Lance is going to be in charge of us. He’s very strict! He’s the nightmare of every new student!”

“Lance?” Viola squinted her beautiful eyes, “You mean Lance Clinton?”

“I think so?” Mila nodded, and asked, “Viola, do you know him?”

“Not well.” Viola responded simply.

Not well?

Mila furrowed her eyebrows slightly.

Did not being well acquainted mean she knew him?

As Mila was just about to respond, a voice broke through the air, “Is that our instructor over there?”