Chapter 75
Nichole nervously tugged at Krystal’s arm, “Okay, stop talking now.”
Krystal remained unbothered
Sophie, on the other hand, hadn’t even noticed Nichole. She simply saw that there were empty seats available and moved to claim one
As Sophie approached the three of them, she caught a glimpse of Nichole, who was intently focused on her meal, trying to keep a low profile.
Just then, krystal stood up abruptly, blocking Sophie’s path
“Do I know you?” Sophie’s voice was soft, tinged with a light smile, but her eyes betrayed no mirth.
“Of course, I wouldn’t know a prostitute, but seems like everyone else might,” Krystal raised her voice deliberately so those nearby could hear.
The rumors that had spread across the school bulletin board earlier that day had become the talk of almost the entire school.
Sophie didn’t get upset. Instead, she was curious to hear what Krystal would say next.
Krystal continued, “People like you, who sneak their way in through looks and connections, should get out of Eastwood College. This is not the place for you. Stop bringing shame to our school.”
“Yeah, and if this gets to the educational authorities and they start investigating, you’ll be doomed, and so is the professor who helped you get in.”
Tina chimed in from the side.
Nichole’s heart was pounding.
Sophie raised an eyebrow, glancing at Nichole, who sat silently on her chair. Didn’t Nichole know who she was?
Under such scrutiny, Nichole felt guilty and blurted out, “Krystal, you can’t say that without proof.”
“Nichole, stay out of this.” Priding herself on her sense of justice, Krystal said with a sneer, “Women who steal others’ boyfriends and aim to latch onto wealthy men don’t deserve any kindness.
“Really?” Sophie cast a seemingly casual glance at Nichole, whose face immediately turned sour. Being described as someone who steals boyfriends and gold-digs was a first for Sophie
“Krystal, please stop.”
Nichole was on the verge of tears, but to Krystal, this looked like a great injustice had been inflicted upon her. “Nichole, don’t be scared. I’m here, and she won’t dare do anything to you.”
Krystal glared at Sophie. “Don’t think I don’t know, you came to this school because of Nichole, didn’t you? As long as I’m here, you won’t bully my friend.”
The commotion grew louder, and soon a crowd had gathered around.
“What’s all this noise?” Suddenly, a chilly voice cut through the crowd.
Sophie noticed the crowd parting to make way and turned to see Harold approaching, her expression one of surprise.
This was a commoners’ cafeteria, usually frequented by students from modest backgrounds. Although Eastwood College was considered prestigious, it had its own social stratifications. Students like Nichole, who came from less affluent families, would typically dine in this cost effective cafeteria.
The truly wealthy students seldom made appearances here.
So, Sophie was genuinely shocked to see Harold in such a place.