"Are you seriously not worried about Clara? She's the girl you're into."

"Do you need glasses or something? How did you see me falling for her?"

"If you don't like her, why all the wining and dining? Who'd buy that?"

"Isn't that how you're supposed to take care of a sugar baby?"

That recording instantly snuffed out all the light from Clara's face, exposing her most secretive side for all to see.

The crowd wasn't just any ordinary group. It included the brass and students from Ivywood University, as well as reporters from major media outlets.

favorite bone to chew on. As

deal with this recording? Have you really been Mr.

you pass up the chance to study

choose to

offer an explanation, but she was

as she felt utterly alone and helpless, Anders sprinted onto the stage, shielding Clara with his body, and nodded to the press below. "Sorry, folks, Clara's talk is over. Please enjoy the rest of the program." He tried to whisk Clara off the stage,

unfold, Heidi, seated in the back, couldn't hide her cruel smile. "Clara, this is what they call poetic justice. Enjoy your feast," she murmured, reclined in her chair, relishing the sight of Clara besieged by the

in her triumph, she caught sight

the crowd of journalists, reached Clara, and pulled the

they met the press corps, sending a chill through the air.

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