Capítulo 58: WHO ARE YOU?
— Amaranta left Alberto Ortega's house and saw Liliana Cota, who was standing on the stairs, looking at her. He was a little surprised to see her, but he didn't pay any more attention. She smiled the moment his eyes met.
— She shouldn't have come.
— She was the beautiful daughter of the Cota family.
— Why did she have to lower herself to the level of competing with a village girl, without parents, without money, without social support? The education and training he had received from her would not allow him to do something so beneath her status. Been thinking when I came to this place. Furthermore, if he spoke maliciously to this girl now, that would mean that she had lost. No, she couldn't lose.
— Amaranta had no parents or anyone who could support her.
— While she, Liliana Cota, was a woman who could match Izan Marsans in terms of wealth, education, and appearance. Having pondered this, Liliana turned around and left the small courtyard in a hurry. Site like this way.
— Amaranta did not take into account Liliana's appearance, she was simply another passer-by. She returned home and silently packed the things she had bought at the mall today.
In addition to clothes, she also included some health supplements for Grandma Mary, apart from this thing she also acquired a mobile phone and a computer.
**The next day…**
— Amaranta woke up earlier than usual, despite what she had spent the night before with Alberto's Mother, she would continue with her normal life, she could not yet forget the happy day she had spent in the company of Izan and alone He went to school with his backpack on his shoulder.—
— Amaranta thought that this could turn out to be bad, so she didn't think much about it.—
— About 10 minutes after she started the afternoon class, Alberto's Mother, Mrs. Martha Ortega, hurried into the classroom.—
- Martha shouted: "Amaranta, where did you hide my son?!" She-she was furious. Everyone in the class became extremely quiet.
"Madam, you…" Mr. Rodríguez stopped Martha Ortega, when he saw that she was willing to continue with her tremendous attack against Amaranta.
— Martha Ortega's eyes were full of anger. She placed the letter that Alberto had written on Amaranta's desk. — "You are so young and yet you are not a good person. Instead, you learn from your mother and seduce men left and right. You even did the same to my son…" — Martha reproached the poor girl without any mercy.
— Amaranta asked, while she put her hand on her injured cheek- "Mrs. Ortega, what do you mean by this?" He-he saw Martha Ortega coldly.
— Professor Rodrigues, I didn't understand why Mrs. Ortega would use such harsh words against a girl like her. They are logical in her questions, much less in an answer, no matter how much he searched for it inside her head.
— So Professor Rodríguez simply proceeded to tell the other students to mind their own business and study in his place.
— Martha, still furious, had slapped Amaranta's face hard. Her hand immediately left a red mark on the girl's tender face.
— Full of reproaches, she told the Professor "Mr. Rodríguez, my son, Alberto, ran away from home because of her! Did you know that? My son has always been very obedient since he was a child. His grades have always been very good "He never disobeyed us, and we never had to worry about him. But now, he ran away from home because of her. My son has never wandered far from home, and now that he's gone, I don't even have money with him."
— Professor Rodríguez was also surprised when he heard that Alberto had run away from home.- "When did this happen?" he asked.
— "Just this morning." Martha looked like she was about to cry. She and Alberto argued last night. She had always thought that the disputes would not last overnight between her and her son. Quickly. That's why she hadn't thought much about it. She went to work as usual. When she returned home in the afternoon, she realized that something was wrong. That's when she went to Alberto's room to have a look. There she found a letter and nothing else.
She-she was so angry that her whole body was shaking. It's wrong for her to say that. Please apologize for all the insults she made against Amaranta…"
Professor Rodríguez was not all purity, he also had his own gains, in terms of saving Amaranta's face. She would be the one to bring him wealth after he came first in the mock exams. They will take her entrance exams, so He had been very kind to her since then. He definitely did not believe what Martha Ortega had said.
Amaranta was going to go to Capital University, and she had rich relatives.
Professor Rodríguez felt that Alberto was more likely to like Amaranta.
"Dreaming Amaranta!
Let me tell you this. If you don't bring my son home, I will make sure that you will never be able to take the college entrance exams!" Martha Ortega threatened Amaranta.
Her son, Alberto, was her lifesaver.
Her lifeguard had run away from home because of this woman. Martha Ortega thought she was a very reasonable person. If she were unreasonable, she would have already taken a knife and stabbed Amaranta to death.
Her son's perfect future was ruined like this!
Amaranta was angry, but she couldn't help but smile at Alberto's mother.
— However, no matter what happened, she couldn't tolerate the slap that Martha Ortega had given her today.
"Really? You're going to make sure I'll never be able to take the college entrance exams? Mrs. Ortega, you sound so confident. Does Mayor Ortega know about this?"
— Martha Ortega was just the mayor's wife, and she dared to threaten Amaranta.
—"Mrs. Ortega, I can understand that she has done something so rude because she feels anxious since Alberto ran away from home. But you should not treat Amaranta this way…" — Professor Rodríguez expressed these words to the lady. Ortega. She does not have the right to go around hitting people solely because of her desire.
Wasn't he afraid that if others found out about this, the mayor might lose his position?
— Weren't you afraid that if others found out about this, the mayor might lose his position? Amaranta was no longer willing to put up with these rudenesses and rudeness any more…
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