The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 30 - Printed materials

Maureen’s brows furrowed,

“I have nothing to discuss with you.”

Some people in the hallway turned to look.

Bianca bit her lip.

It appeared as if she was somewhat scared of Maureen, but she plucked up her courage and squeaked,

“I just…I just wanted to apologize to you on behalf of Ann…”

Beautiful and kindhearted.

Those words suddenly blossomed in the minds in the school corridor.

Though this matter had nothing to do with Bianca – even as Ann tried to involve her – she still cared more about Maureen’s feelings and came to apologize immediately.

But Maureen didn’t listen to what Bianca was saying.

Bianca wasn’t wearing her school uniform; instead, she was attired in the currently popular deep blue sailor dress, paired with short white socks and brown leather shoes.

Her long hair was deftly kept at bay behind her ears by a headband.

On top her head, to the left side, lay a plaid, blue bow.

She looked neat, generous, soft, and fragile.

In short, she was a mix of all these pleasant adjectives.

Maureen, who stood half a head taller than her, shifted her gaze such that it just fell onto the blue, plaid bow sitting atop the girl’s head.

Her eyes drooped slightly as if holding a secret.

Her gaze was fixated so resolutely at the bow that it was hard not to think about certain events of the past.

Two years ago, upon her arrival at the Smith family’s, she had dragged along her luggage, packed with kindness by her grandmother in a woven cane bag.

After being received warmly by Daniel , apart from Chris, everyone else in the family treated her kindly.

She was hopeful and eager to begin her new life.

Mrs.

Smith held her hand and guided her to shower and change her clothes first.

However, when she came back out, she found all the clothes and her grandmother’s woven cane bag that she had brought, drenched and discarded in the garbage bin outside the villa – Mr..Smith claimed that she had struggled long enough, and intended on buying her new ones.

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In a soft voice, Maureen retorted that those belongings were a keepsake from her grandmother.

Disgruntled, Mrs.

Smith replied,”You must adapt to the new environment here.”

At the time, Maureen, who was just fifteen, felt quite restricted.

She wanted to retrieve her grandmother’s belongings, but at the same time, feared coming off as pretentious or being a nuisance, and upsetting the family.

Hence, she obliviously went on with her meal, took a few bites, and decided to retrieve her belongings from the garbage bin once Mrs.

Smith went upstairs.

Unexpectedly, by the time she went out once it was dark, the garbage truck had already taken it all away.

For several days after, Maureen wallowed in sorrow.

Only then did she realize that fitting into this foreign environment wasn’t as easy as changing her clothes and slipping into leather shoes, just like Daniel.

In the small northern town where she had been brought up for fifteen years, people were usually seen exchanging pleasantries with their neighbors early in the morning, while carrying their garbage to the dumpsite.

But here, the maids discarded the garbage anytime, anywhere.

She might have to try harder to fit in.

After this realization, Maureen worked even harder, diligently studying and learning just like her past 15 years of rigorous academic pursuit.

She began to observe the lifestyle of the Smith family, paying attention to small details like how many times they rinse their mouth after a meal, and tried to emulate them.

This way, she wouldn’t seem so awkward and tried to appear more relaxed.

On the day that she went shopping for clothes and shoes, and when Oliver took her to transfer her school records, Maureen noticed that many girls in the school were looking at her.

Maureen realized that she was very different from them.

Although they all wore expensive clothes bought from the mall, those girls were very skilled at dressing up.

T-shirts were knot-tied, pleated skirts were cunningly tailored into unique patterns.

Their hair was not all long and black, worn loose over their shoulders without adornment, like hers.

Most of them wore vividly colored hair accessories that made them look lively and fashionable.

Maureen felt their stares, her cheeks heating up from self-consciousness, and she wished she could hide.

She realized once again that it might not be a matter of clothes and appearance, but the difference between being influenced by fashion magazines since childhood and freezing hands while studying in the winter and without air conditioning in the summer.

If she wanted to fit in, she would have to try even harder, and be more desperate.

After returning home, Maureen started learning about all of this on her new phone and computer, observing how Bianca did it – Bianca was the best and prettiest example she had around her.

Maureen planned to start by buying some hair accessories with the money she had.

On her first shopping trip, she was overwhelmed by the choices and didn’t know what to buy.

Thinking of the bows that Bianca wore, she figured that couldn’t go wrong, and bought two of them.

Back home that day, she was very happy and wanted to show her purchases to Mrs.

Smith to see if her sense of aesthetics had improved.

However, as she passed by Mrs.

Smith’s room, she heard Chris’s voice.

Chris said sarcastically,

“The newcomer is just a copycat, always wanting to buy the same things as Bianca.

Go and appease Bianca.”

Maureen didn’t know who the person opposite her was, but it is either Oliver, Mrs.

Smith, or Chris.

It’s just this family’s people.