No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1727: Arnold Simmons Side Story (93)

Hannah had flipped to the last page of the booklet in her hands. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

With a startling thunderclap outside the window, a dense layer of clouds in the distance rubbed together producing a blue-purple flash of lightning, causing all the students in the classroom to jump in shock.

Her seat was right by the bed, and turning her head, she could still see the high school building opposite.

It was recess now, and the corridors were crowded with numerous students, their noisy chatter coming through the curtain of rain.

Hannah spotted Jimmy Simmons at the corridor position in just one glance.

Jimmy Simmons saw him, too.

The moment their eyes met, Jimmy Simmons curled up the corners of his mouth, his smile carrying a hint of chill.

Classmates around him joked with him, but he responded casually, his gaze fixed on Hannah.

A few boys beside him also noticed and looked over.

It was a long distance away, and only those with good eyesight could see clearly, "Isn’t that the senior girl Brother Jimmy fancied?"

Arnold Simmons did not speak, just smiled.

The meaning was understood by everyone.

"She seems to have been recommended for admission, so she doesn’t need to take the college entrance exam. She can play however she wants for the remaining three months."

"I heard that many in their grade like her, don’t even know if she is still single now."

"She is indeed pretty, but just a bookworm, always studying, what fun is there in that?"

"Bookworm? Being a national champion and qualifying for admission without examination, wouldn’t you want to be that kind of bookworm?"

"Sour grapes."

The surrounding discussions grew louder, involving both boys and girls, some envious, some jealous.

Jimmy Simmons did not join in their discussions, but thought back to the confrontation scene with Arnold Simmons yesterday.

He utterly despised this so-called "uncle" of his.

It was not entirely because of his status, but more like an enmity from the subconscious.

Like beasts encountering each other on the plains, no reason is needed, the moment their eyes meet, they know the outcome must be "either you die or I live."

Arnold Simmons did not have it easy during his first days at the Simmons Family.

Old Sir Simmons cares more about prestige than bloodline, especially on the matter of Arnold Simmons.

For an elderly individual suddenly having a son nearly his grandson’s age, others might flatter him as still robust, but private ridicule was common.

For these self-proclaimed grand families of high society, their wealth could no longer satisfy them spiritually; conventional rules and moral baselines instead became things to break.

Their private comparisons with each other also became unsightly.

And Arnold Simmons was a product of such comparison.

The people of the Simmons Family of course despised him.

Arnold Simmons could never inherit the Simmons Clan.

This was a statement made by Old Sir Simmons from the day Arnold entered their home.

This statement was more like a reassurance, allowing Jimmy Simmons’s father to breathe a sigh of relief, at least publicly nobody would make life difficult for him.

But that was only publicly...

In the Simmons Family, Jimmy Simmons was truly a rakshasa, Old Sir Simmons would always indulge him in whatever he wanted to do.

He disliked Arnold Simmons, and naturally, the people of the Simmons Family learnt to act accordingly.

Whether it was secretly setting traps or overt targeting, everything was like daggers dipped in poison, all blades pointing at Arnold Simmons’s heart.

Latter, Arnold Simmons moved out of the Simmons Family and went back to the northern district of the city.

The Simmons Family would only call him back when there was a need for him to make an appearance.