Juliana couldn't help but clench her fists, her nails digging into her flesh. She said, "You've been fooled. She's not Randall."

Zoe sneered, " If she is not Randall, are you?"

Juliana's eyes narrowed, thinking that she was indeed Randall.

Zoe took back her phone and looked at Juliana, "Mrs. Leach, my teacher's Twitter has already certified that she is Randall, and she has shown Randall's painting to prove that she is Randall."

It was a coincidence that Zoe became ...