My Brother is a CEO Tyrant Chapter 2

Until the class bell rang, I never bent my spine to pick up those bottles.

"Tsk, what an act. How boring."

The teacher looked at the messy empty bottles on the floor and slapped the podium hard: "Who did this?!"

"Teacher, Willow picked up the empty bottles!"

The teacher grabbed chalk and threw it at my head. I instinctively dodged, which made them even angrier.

"I know your family circumstances are difficult, but why did you throw bottles all over the floor?!"

I tried to explain, but my image at school had long been established.

A person from an impoverished family who had to collect trash to survive.

However, they didn't know.

My brother was a domineering CEO, and I was the domineering CEO's sister.

My parents died, and my brother and I depended on each other.

But relatives fighting over the family fortune had a nanny deliberately abandon me.

I don't know what storms my brother weathered.

When he found me, this man held me and cried inconsolably.

Perhaps it was the blood connection—my heart ached along with him.

My brother wanted me to transfer schools, but I was already a senior.

My grades were stable, and I was preparing for the math competition. No need to go through all that trouble again.

In others' eyes, though, I appeared submissive and compliant.

To curry favor with Ethan, others blamed the littering on me.

The teacher severely reprimanded me. "Go stand outside!"

The classroom immediately erupted in jeers. Ethan crossed his arms and sneered at me, mouthing silent words.

Idiot.

Bang.

The classroom door suddenly opened. A dirty old man walked straight in.

The old man chuckled and scurried to Ethan. "Hey there, young man, thanks for the empty bottles."