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In Hospital – ICU Corridor
The heavy double doors creaked open, and the doctor stepped out, removing his gloves. His expression was grave yet calm.
Roselette rushed forward, her heart pounding as though it would burst.
"Doctor! How is my daughter? Is she alright?" she asked, her voice trembling, eyes brimming with tears.
The doctor exhaled softly. "She's out of danger now… but her face is severely wounded. She will need surgery."
Roselette's knees weakened. "S-Surgery? What do you mean?"
The doctor hesitated, then finally said, "She won't be able to have her old face again. But with reconstructive surgery, she can live normally… though she may look different."
Roselette froze, her heart shattering. She fell to her knees, tears spilling. "I don't care about anything else… I want my daughter back at any cost."
"Then deposit the surgery fee today," the doctor instructed. "We'll begin immediately." He walked away, leaving Roselette trembling.
With shaking hands, Roselette gathered her savings and paid the hospital.
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In Brighton Wisdom School – Classroom
Harry leaned back in his chair. "Still no news about that Andria girl."
Erica smirked. "Honestly, I almost forgot about her."
Anitta lowered her voice. "I heard she's in the hospital… but no idea if she's even alive."
Harry frowned. "What if we get trapped in her bullying case?"
Erica waved it off casually. "Don't be stupid. We did it for Silver Storm. They'll cover us."
Just then, a breathless girl burst into the classroom. "Did you hear? Andria's uncle came to school… and took her Transfer Certificate!"
"What?!" Erica's face drained of color.
Anitta scoffed coldly. "So… she won't come back anymore. I think she's gone for good."
The entire class laughed, their voices echoing cruelly in the room.
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Some Days Later – Hospital
The bandages were finally removed. Andria stared at the mirror. A new face stared back at her—beautiful, delicate… yet unfamiliar.
Tears blurred her vision. "It's pretty… but…" She broke down.
The doctor placed a hand on her shoulder. "You're not crying because of the surgery, are you? You're still carrying the pain of what happened."
Andria lowered her head.
Just then, Roselette entered. "Look, your daughter is fine now," the doctor said warmly.
Roselette's breath caught as she gazed at Andria's new face. She rushed forward, hugging her tightly, bursting into tears. "Finally… I have my daughter back!"
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Afternoon – Hospital Room
Roselette sat by Andria's bed. "I've already found a new school for you. You'll continue your studies there."
Andria shook her head. "No. I'm going back to Brighton Wisdom."
Roselette slammed the medical reports onto the floor. "Are you insane? After what they did to you?! You nearly died, Andria!"
Andria's voice turned icy. "That's exactly why I want to go back."
"You can't!" Roselette shouted. "Your uncle already bought your transfer certificate. You'll never step foot in that school again!"
Andria's eyes welled with tears. "Why would you do that…?"
Roselette leaned closer, her voice breaking. "Do you know how I suffered while you lay unconscious? That rotten school bargained for your life with money! They didn't even apologize! I wanted to burn the whole place down! I will punish them legally. Don't worry."
Andria whispered, "Law is under their control, Mom…"
Roselette looked at her daughter fiercely. "Do you want revenge? Then take it. But not in that cursed place—" Her words broke off as her body trembled violently.
"Mom?!" Andria panicked as Roselette suddenly collapsed to the ground.
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ICU Corridor
The doctor emerged again. "Your mother has suffered a heart attack. We need to operate immediately."
Andria froze. "H-How? She was healthy—"
"She had high blood pressure. Likely from extreme stress or depression."
Andria whispered, shaking, "It's because of me…" Then she fell to her knees. "Please… I'll pay, just save my mom!" She ran out of the hospital in desperation.
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Andria's House
She rummaged through drawers and cupboards until she found her passbook. Alongside it lay old photographs.
Her hands shook as she lifted one—a portrait of a large royal-looking family. Her mother, Roselette, was in it, but younger, standing among wealthy elders.
"What is this…? Mom… were you from this family?"
Another photo slipped out. This one was of Roselette, young and glowing, standing beside a handsome man.
Andria whispered, stunned. "This man… is he… my father?"
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Back in Hospital
Roselette's surgery was underway. Andria paced outside, panicked.
Suddenly, a firm hand touched her shoulder. She turned—and her world froze.
The same man from the photograph stood before her, eyes warm yet sorrowful. He pulled her into an embrace. "My daughter… you've grown so well. I am your father—Frederick."
Andria jerked back. "You… don't lie to me!"
His voice cracked. "It's true. Fate separated me from you and your mother. Our love wasn't accepted. My family forced me abroad, and when I returned, Roselette was gone. I searched everywhere… only recently I found you both. Where is my Roselette?."
Andria's breath shook, but she stayed silent, listening.
The doctor arrived. "Your mother's surgery is complete. Frederick panicked,"What happened to her". Doctor replied...Heart attack, but now she's stable, but needs further observation. The balance bill must be paid."
Fredrick can't believe it...he shocked
He immediately called his assistant. "Pay everything."
Andria snapped, "Not needed! I can manage!"
Frederick's gaze softened. "Don't be stubborn now. Your mother needs us."
Reluctantly, Andria nodded. Frederick gently placed a hand on her head, but she brushed it off.
His eyes grew damp. "What must I do for you to accept me as your father?"
Andria's voice was cold. "I'll accept you… on one condition." She leaned closer and whispered something into his ear.
Frederick nodded gravely. "Of course. But first… you must change your..."
Andria's lips curved into a faint smile. She nodded.
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Brighton Wisdom School – Morning, 9 AM
The campus buzzed with life. Students flocked around as the Silver Storm members arrived in luxury cars. Girls screamed, waving, throwing gifts.
Jake waved casually. Han politely declined a present. Selina clung to Han's arm. Ronnie snapped selfies with giggling girls. Raina walked coldly, ignoring everyone.
Then the roar of a brand-new car silenced the crowd. Students gasped.
The car door opened. An assistant stepped out and opened the passenger side. A girl emerged—polished shoes glinting, feather-cut hair bouncing, sunglasses covering her eyes. She wore the Brighton Wisdom uniform, yet carried herself like royalty.
She slowly removed her sunglasses, revealing a sharp, venomous smile.
The crowd whispered in awe. "She's gorgeous!" "She looks rich—look at her shoes, they're limited edition!"
Silver Storm's attention snapped toward her. Ronnie's mouth fell open; Jake quickly shut it with his hand. Han frowned curiously. Even Selina muttered, "Super rich… who is she?"
The girl's gaze swept over them casually before she walked toward the principal's office.
Raina stared after her. A new admission?
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Principal's Office
Principal John himself welcomed her with a smile. "Your father has informed me. Everything is arranged."
He handed her a badge of Silver Storm. "Welcome to our school, Miss…" He hesitated.
The girl smirked, sliding the badge into her pocket.
"Gabriella," she said coolly. "That's my name."
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