Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 72

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At 10:00 am., someone anonymously posted a photo in the group chat.

The first photo showed me standing on the street, waiting for Mr. Minogue. The next photo captured a black Mercedes pulling up in front of me.

The tinted window rolled down, revealing half of Mr. Minogue's fare. Even from that glimpse, it was clear he was quite old.

The third, fourth, and fifth photos showed me getting into Mr. Minogue's car as it drove away from St. Nicholas University.

Once the photos were posted, people started speculating about the nature of my relationship with Mr. Minogue and his identity.

For the most part, everyone was fairly cational, and the comments weren't too harsh. But just as the discussion was getting heated, someone anonymously posted a photo of Mr. Minogue and me walking into a hotel, arm in arm. That photo was like a bomb going off, and everyone immediately jumped to the conclusion that I was being kept as a mistress.

the group chat, Sharon came back. Seeing me sitting at my desk, she walked

know what they're talking about They're just spouting nonsense. Ignore

was stiff from holding the phone for so long. I moved my

the sound of the door opening cut me off. Lillian walked

look who's back. It's the campus celebrity." She sneered. "I'm curious How much does that

babbling about?" Brenda asked, her expression cold as she stepped up behind Lillian, "You're

said, stepping forward to confront Brenda. "I just don't get it Why does

be that she's sharing the money

my hand struck Lillian's

warning you," I said, standing in front of her and watching coldly as she covered her cheek. "You'll pay for saying things like that. How much money does your family have to spend on a lawyer for you? Since the beginning of the semester, I haven't

Despite never having done anything to provoke her, she had been hostile

hostility came from, but I never

in countless times, but it hasn't taught her

Lillian exclaimed, attempting to slap me in

and Brenda quickly grabbed her, and for a moment, the three of us