Chapter 3Reborn to Watch My Class Destroy Their Futures

At 8:00 am the next day, Mom made a hearty and nutritious breakfast for me.

As I ate, I scrolled through the group chat with great amusement. They were already on a celebratory shopping spree, flaunting their purchases.

Madison posted a selfie of herself at the mall holding three bags.

The caption read, "I spent close to 100 thousand dollars. My arms are about to fall off. Once the five million dollars comes through, I'm buying out the entire mall."

Raul commented below, "Madison, you're such a baller! I dropped 100 thousand dollars on a Rolex too."

Bernice sent a voice message, her voice trembling with excitement. "I maxed out all three of my parents' credit cards, totaling 50 thousand dollars. But who cares? The five million dollars will hit our accounts in three days anyway."

The group chat was buzzing with joy, as if the five million dollars were already sitting in their bank accounts.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a message from Raul.

"Constance, why aren't you here yet? If you don't come, there'll be hell to pay. I swear I won't let you off easy!"

I cursed him for being an idiot and ignored him.

After double-checking that I had all my stationery and ID card, I looked up at Mom.

"Mom, let's leave through the underground garage. Oh, and could you please call the police for me?" I smiled and handed her my phone with the group chat records. "Over 30 people are plotting to stop me from taking the SAT. I've already taken screenshots as evidence."

Mom's expression darkened instantly. Without asking any questions, she picked up her phone and dialed 911.

In less than ten minutes, the local police station called back to confirm that additional officers had been deployed around the exam hall and assured me that I could take my SAT with peace of mind.

I took my backpack and got into the car.

Mom dropped me off on a street just outside the exam hall, since parking any closer would have been inconvenient.

She took my hand and said, "Constance, if anyone tries to stop you, just shout for the police. I'll also be waiting nearby."

I looked back and smiled. "Relax, Mom. Just wait for my good news."

I made my way through the crowd toward the exam hall.

As expected, a dense crowd of 32 people stood waiting on the sidewalk right outside the gates.

"Great, Constance. I knew you'd pull something like this. You think you're better than us? That you're the only one who has life all figured out?"

Raul was the first to rush over. With his height and long legs, he quickly closed the distance and clamped his big hand around my wrist without hesitation.

Behind him stood Madison and the rest of the class.

Everyone was here, waiting, just to stop me from taking the exam.

Madison stepped forward and fixed her eyes on me.

"Constance, why are you so determined to make things hard for yourself? When the whole class signed, you were the last one. And when we all went shopping, you decided to take the exam instead. Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look right now?"

She turned to the classmates around her and raised her voice. "Look at our straight-A student, showing up at the exam hall early in the morning with her ratty old backpack, as if that somehow makes her smarter than the rest of us."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Bernice stood next to Madison, clutching two Louis Vuitton shopping bags. She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Wake up, Constance. So what if you get into an Acorn League college? Can you earn five million dollars in your entire lifetime working some job?

"Madison said that as long as we all skip the SAT together, Luna AI will have to pay up. And if it doesn't, we'll sue them. A big company like that can't afford the bad press."

I looked at her, finding her both unfamiliar and laughable.

In my previous life, she had been the first to throw acid at me. In this life, she was still spouting the same old lines.

Raul leaned close to my ears and whispered threateningly, "If you know what's good for you, you'll come with us. There's still time for you to go to the mall and buy something. Don't make us lay a hand on you in front of all these people."

I tilted my head and looked at him, smiling.

"Raul, you bought that Rolex on your wrist with your dad, Oscar Dorsey's, card, didn't you? Does Mr. Dorsey's little factory even make 100 thousand dollars a year in profit?"

Raul blanched.

"And you, Bernice." I turned to her. "You maxed out all three of your parents' credit cards. How are you planning to pay next month's bills? By selling a kidney?"

Bernice's smile froze.

I looked at Madison, my gaze landing on the fancy bag in her hands.

"Madison, is that bag even real? Because a real one costs tens of thousands of dollars. Do your parents even make that much in a year? Or are you counting on Luna AI to foot the bill?"

Madison's expression finally darkened. She bit her lip, her eyes turning cold and vicious.