Chapter 73
The next day, the school’s bulletin board was surrounded by a crowd.
Sophie had just stepped onto the campus of Eastwood College when she felt the stares of those around her weren’t quite right.
Not far away, a man’s angry shout broke through the murmurs, “Back off! What are you staring at?” Then, he aggressively tore something down from the bulletin board:
Sophie slightly furrowed her brows when she saw that the person surrounded was Harold. He crumpled the paper in his hand and his face was clouded with gloom.
As people noticed Sophie approaching, they hurriedly moved away, still sneaking glances at both Sophie and Harold.
Sophie teased, “I haven’t seen you for a few days, and it looks like your temper has grown.”
“Still joking? Look at this, can you still laugh?”
Harold threw the crumpled paper at Sophie
Sophie, puzzled, unfolded the paper. It showed a provocatively dressed woman in revealing lingerie, but the face was unmistakably Sophie’s.
Not only that, the paper was scrawled with sensitive phrases like ‘sugar baby, nightclub girl, and backdoor deals, among other distasteful words
Sophie just glanced at it briefly, then waved the paper in front of Harold, “All this fuss over this?”
“What else then? Sophie, you really have some nerve, still managing to laugh?”
Harold was fuming. Yet, the subject of the scandal seemed nonchalant.
“This photo is obviously doctored, and these accusations, do any relate to me? It’s clear someone is deliberately trying to push me out of the school.”
Sophie casually tucked the paper into her backpack
Harold’s brows furrowed. He quickly recalled the last incident where Sophie was secretly photographed at a nightclub and the images. were spread online.
“Damn it, who’s so petty? If I catch them, I’ll make them pay.” Harold said menacingly.
Sophie just chuckled lightly.
If she hadn’t known that Nichole was behind the last online smear campaign, she might have wondered which high–profile figure she had upset
But now that she knew the online smear campaign was Nichole’s doing, the perpetrator behind this bulletin board incident became obvious.
It seemed Nichole was dead set on driving her out of Eastwood College.
“Stop worrying about it. We have a class to catch. Let’s not waste time here.”
Sophie walked off towards Liberty Hall without looking back.
Harold, growing angrier by the second, kicked the bulletin board, startling everyone nearby.
During class, Nichole’s gaze kept drifting towards the bulletin board outside the window. The professor called Nichole’s name twice without getting a response.
Finally, the professor’s tone grew impatient, “Nichole! Answer the question!”
Nichole snapped back to reality and quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, professor, L
“You’ve been missing classes, and even when you’re here, you’re distracted. I know you have good grades, but it’s almost your last year. If you don’t attend enough classes, you can’t graduate.”
These days, Nichole was rarely seen, and the professors, considering her usually excellent performance, hadn’t said much
Ltely, Nichole’s behavior was becoming too much, and even her assignments appeared rushed.
