Chapter 15

Sylvia had barely reached her dorm building when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Whirling around, her classmate, out of breath, pointed towards the main academic building. "Sylvia, Professor White wants you to head over to the dean's office, pronto."

"Alright."

Turning on her heel, Sylvia headed towards the academic building.

Along the way, she caught multiple people looking her way, whispering and pointing with malice in their eyes. It looked like she was walking into a lion's den.

...

In the office.

The moment Sylvia stepped in, she realized she wasn't alone with Professor White. Rupert and Bridget were also there.

Locking eyes with Rupert felt like staring down a black mamba; she felt his gaze could poison her in the next second.

clinching her fists to steady herself. But Rupert's

was her so-called friend from

hypoglycemia during a part-time job; thus Sylvia had always

impoverished Freya had been in cahoots with the heiress Bridget all along. Freya had always played the wolf in sheep's

speak, Freya rushed to say, "Sylvia, you should apologize to Bridget right away. I believe you didn't mean to slander her online just for the competition slot." So that was the

causing Freya's usually timid eyes to flicker with

looking out for you. If you apologize now and give the competition slot back to Ms. Simpson, Mr. Garcia and the dean will surely not pursue this

have believed Freya was genuinely concerned, afraid Sylvia

all about making her admit to slandering Bridget online

why should I

taken aback, speechless for a while, and even looked at Sylvia with

and scraping at Rupert,

lengths, first trying to hype yourself up with Mr. Garcia online, then spreading rumors about Bridget. We cannot allow a student

White, who had always been supportive of Sylvia,

isn't like

sound came from the couch. Bridget was nestled against Rupert's shoulder, her eyes glistening

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