Chapter 3The Red String

Soon, I received my acceptance letter from Harvard. Sarah was fully immersed in her rich wife lifestyle.

Students accepted into Ivy Leagues were being interviewed by the media today. Unexpectedly, Sarah showed up too.

She was dressed to the nines in a white designer dress, makeup flawless.

Classmates complained, "Sarah, what are you doing? This is for the Ivy League admits. Are you here to steal the spotlight?"

Originally, even if Sarah didn't get into Harvard, she could have gone to a top state school.

But she voluntarily gave it up. Our teacher tried to persuade her, "A degree is a stepping stone. You'll regret not going to college..."

Hearing this, Sarah looked at the camera fearlessly and sneered at everyone:

"I have something important today. So what if you got into Harvard? When you graduate, you'll only be qualified to be my maid!"

There were many reporters, and it was a live broadcast.

Netizens watching the stream went wild.

Comments flooded in calling her delusional and arrogant.

Sarah didn't care. She thought they were just jealous.

Only I knew why she dressed up. In our last life, today was the day Julian proposed to me.

The principal couldn't take it anymore and stepped up to scold her.

"Sarah! This is a live broadcast with reporters. How can you say such things as a student? Leave now!"

Before he finished, Sarah shoved him aside impatiently. "You get out! Don't block my way!"

The principal turned red with rage, chest heaving. Just as security was about to drag her away...

A familiar Maybach pulled up to the school gate. Sarah smoothed her dress and sneered at the camera:

"Forget Harvard. Today you're lucky to witness my big moment. Record this well; it's something you can brag about seeing for the rest of your lives!"

Julian stepped out of the car.

He wore a sharp black suit and held a bouquet of flowers, walking toward Sarah.

Reporters turned their cameras to the couple.

Everyone's eyes widened, confused.

Seeing their shock, Sarah lifted her chin arrogantly.

"I told you I was marrying into billions. Didn't believe me? Face it! The Sterling heir is proposing to me! Open your dog eyes and watch! This is a glory you'll never achieve!"

The next second, Julian knelt and presented a ring. "Darling, will you marry me?"

Sarah wept tears of joy. "Yes! Of course!"

They embraced.

Sarah showed off the ring, the diamond the size of a pigeon egg, to the camera. "See this? Just this ring is enough to feed you ordinary people for a lifetime!"

"Harvard? I'm the Sterling matriarch now. You'll all be working for me!"

Sarah scoffed, face full of triumph.

She didn't know the truth about her marriage was about to be revealed...

Suddenly, Julian's expression changed. He grabbed Sarah's wrist violently.

"Where is it..."