Your Regrets Mean Nothing To Me
Chapter 47

Chapter 47 

“ Well done .

You finished so quickly today .

Now go draw the chalkboard art for me .

And if it’s ugly , don’t expect me to tell you where your mom is buried .

” 

Rowena snatched the homework from Elysia , tossing it aside without a second glance before returning to her game .

In her mind , all she needed to do was show up for class .

Homework was Elysia’s job , answers during exams were passed to her by Elysia , and the occasional memento from Elysia’s deceased mother was enough to make her do anything .

Rowena no longer wanted to kick Elysia out of the house .

Why bother ? With her brilliant mind , Elysia could help Rowena ace every test and stay at the top of her class , earning constant praise from their father .

In ten years , when Rowena inherited the Drayton family , Elysia could still be useful .

Of course , that would only happen after Rowena eliminated some obstacles : Torin , with his constant disapproval ; Fenwick , whose stupidity annoyed her ; and Caellan , the neurotic wildcard .

The thought of a carefree and luxurious future brought a bright smile to Rowena’s face .

Life was simply too easy .

Meanwhile , Elysia brought two boxes of chalk and began drawing on the blackboard .

Despite having no formal training , she blended colors with incredible precision , and soon , a stunning phoenix began to take shape .

Viewers in the livestream were awestruck , marveling at her skill and flooding the chat with questions , “ Did the Drayton family sign her up for art 

lessons ? ” 

The answer was a resounding no .

“ Forget art lessons , we didn’t even enroll her in tutoring classes … ” Torin muttered , his hands clutching his head in anguish as he slid from his chair to the floor .

His once – imposing figure as a confident and aloof businessman was nowhere to be seen .

They hadn’t provided Elysia with any extra support , yet she could solve complex problems with methods only college students would know .

They had sent her to the countryside every holiday because Rowena claimed , “ Elysia doesn’t want to study , she just wants to farm .

” Meanwhile , they took Rowena on vacations abroad .

They hadn’t offered her any extracurricular opportunities , yet with two simple boxes of chalk , she had drawn a phoenix so vivid it seemed to glow with life .

Instead of nurturing her talent , her family poured all their resources into Rowena , convinced that Elysia was nothing more than an ignorant country girl .

How ironic .

Fenwick , still smarting from the slap Torin had given him , felt deflated as he watched the screen .

He knew he shouldn’t have spoken so carelessly earlier .

Torin thought , ‘ But still … wasn’t it just homework and chalkboard art ? That didn’t really count as bullying , right ? ‘ 

[ Reminder : Rowena is 14 years old .

If I see her commit another illegal act , I’m recording this and sending it to the police .

] 

[ Torin looks like his world is collapsing .

Poor guy .

Damn Rowena for betraying his trust .

] 

[ Fenwick is so biased toward Rowena, yet you still call him ‘ big brother ‘ ? Aren’t you worried he’ll sell Elysia out ? ] 

[ Fenwick’s face is priceless .

One slap and he’s in full denial mode .

} 

[ But wait – who erased the chalkboard art ? If Rowena wanted Elysia to redraw it , why erase it in the first place ? ] 

As the chat buzzed with speculation , Elysia’s phoenix reached completion .

Its vibrant feathers shimmered as if glowing , its wings seemingly scattering rays of light with every motion .

It looked so lifelike , as if it could fly off the chalkboard at any moment .

But Elysia showed no joy .

She stood stiffly before the blackboard , her expression grave .

Rowena , noticing the prolonged silence , glanced up from her game .

She was about to chastise Elysia for slacking off but froze at the sight of the phoenix .

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Her jaw dropped , and she didn’t snap out of it until her game announced her character’s death .

“ Where did you learn to draw this ? ” she demanded .

“ Have you been spying on my art classes ? ” 

Elysia’s shoulders tensed .

Without a word , she grabbed a cloth and began erasing the phoenix .

As the magnificent drawing vanished into chalk dust , the classroom door swung open .

“ Damn it .

” The other students stormed in , wide – eyed at what they’d just witnessed .

Without hesitation , they pinned Elysia against the chalkboard to stop her from erasing the art .

The screen froze at this moment , then jumped back to the carlier confrontation , replaying the scene where Serena threw a book at Elysia’s head .

“ This monster dares fight back ? ” Serena sneered , grabbing another book .

“ Don’t just stand there ! Hit her while you can – she’ll heal by tomorrow anyway .

” 

Elysia , hearing this , tried to escape .

“ I can’t leave … Dad’s waiting for us to come home for dinner , ” Rowena said , catching Elysia’s arm with a weak excuse .

Serena stepped forward , pulling Rowena aside with a smirk .

“ Rowena , you’re just too soft .

Watch and learn .

” With that , she grabbed the heaviest , thickest book she could replace and hurled it straight at Elysia .

For those watching the livestream on their computers , it was shocking enough .

But for the ones wearing VR headsets … The experience was downright unsettling .

[ Damn it , I was in the bathroom ! The book flew at me , and I fell into the toilet ! ] 

[ You should be glad it missed this time .

Otherwise , you’d be rolling on the floor crying .

] 

[ The worst part was Rowena’s ‘ we’re going home for dinner ‘ line .

Who eats dinner when Elysia is running for her life ? ] 

[ Another book is incoming ! ] 

“ Still saying you’re not an illegitimate child , huh ? ” Serena taunted , throwing another book.

“ If you weren’t , how did you get into the Drayton family ? Without a homewrecking mother , how could you be a year older than Rowena ? You’d think her two brothers would stop this outsider from bullying you every day .

” 

“ Stop it , Serena ! ” Rowena cried , pretending to hold Serena back .

“ Don’t say those things about Elysia .

” 

She pleaded desperately for her to stop , knowing full well that this wasn’t about helping Elysia .

It was about protecting herself , preventing Elysia from revealing the truth .

What she didn’t expect , however , was that this time , Elysia didn’t hold back .

Instead , she shouted at the top of her lungs , “ Torin and Fenwick are my brothers ! We share the same mother ! I am not an illegitimate child ! ” 

Meanwhile , in Serena’s group chat .

.

Meanwhile , Serena’s private group chat was buzzing with activity .

Serena , the group admin , had already kicked Rowena out .

Jenny : [ It’s over , totally over .

Someone just recognized me , and in this kind of scandalous context too .

] 

Henry : [ We only saw Elysia wiping the board earlier , but now it’s clear there was so much more to it .

Good thing I didn’t say anything stupid in the livestream chat – otherwise , I’d end up like Serena , with my info leaked .

] 

Sera : [ Kason , say one more word , and I’ll leak your info right now .

By the way , where’s Zac ? Isn’t he Rowena’s lapdog ? Why isn’t he standing up for her now ? ] 

Matthew : [ Obviously booking his ticket .

Unlike you guys , I’d rather leave this mess behind and chase some sweet , innocent girls .

] 

One minute later … 

Matthew : [ My dad grounded me ! ] 

At the same time , an unusually conspicuous overlay appeared , covering the injured Elysia as she leaned against the blackboard .

It wasn’t text like the usual chat comments ; it was the first – ever full – screen image to appear in the livestream .

Literally full – screen , it lingered there for a full five minutes .

The image displayed a group photo featuring Kason , Jenny , Serena , Zac , and Rowena .

Accompanying it was detailed personal information about each of them – from their addresses to even their blood types .

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Matthew : [ I can’t believe it ! I can’t believe it ! ] 

Sera : [ The production team is invading our privacy ! ] 

As the image faded , Elysia’s battered form reappeared .

Blood trickled down her forehead , staining the remnants of the phoenix she had drawn .

The once – beautiful artwork was now reduced to bloodied chalk dust .

Elysia coughed , bitterness and sorrow choking her voice .

She surveyed the mess around her , as if staring at the shattered pieces of her own heart .

Even now , with the truth revealed , it didn’t matter .

She wasn’t someone they sought to defend – just a vessel for their frustrations .

Elysia wasn’t someone with family to protect her , teachers to care for her , or classmates who would notice if she disappeared .

She was a speck of forgotten dust .

How ironic .

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