The next day, the bulletin board was surrounded by people.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    As Debra stepped onto campus, she sensed people''s strange nces.


    Not far away, a man''s angry shout rang out. "Go away! What are you looking at?"


    Immediately, he tore something off the board.


    Debra wrinkled her brow, finding Jordan in the encirclement. With a grim expression, he crumpled the paper in his hand,


    A nervous energy crackled through the crowd. Students scattered as Debra approached, stealing nces at her and Jordan.


    Debra teased, "A few days apart, your temper has gotten worse."


    "This is not a joke. Look at this. Can you still smile?" Jordan tossed the crumpled paper to her.


    Puzzled, Debra unfolded it.


    It depicted a curvaceous woman in revealing lingerie, her face unmistakablybeled with scandalous words like call girl, stripper, and using sex to get ahead Debra nced briefly and then shook the paper in front of Jordan, "Just because of this?"


    "Or what else? Debra, you really have thick skin, still smiling?"


    Jordan was furious, but Debra remained nonchnt.


    "This photo is obviously photoshopped. And none of these usations are true. Someone wants to manipte public opinion to kick me out of school." Debra casually stowed the paper in her backpack.


    Jordan frowned, remembering thest scandal when Debra was caught outside a nightclub.


    "Damn it, who''s so bored? If I catch them, I''ll make sure they regret it!" Jordan seethed.


    Debra chuckled. If she hadn''t known it was Shelia who orchestrated thest scandal, she might have wondered who had it in for her.


    But now, Shelia''s hand in this incident was clear.


    Shelia seemed determined to force her out of Arcane Academy.


    "Forget it, racking your brains won''t help." Debra shrugged. "It''s almost ss time. Let''s not waste time here."


    With that, Debra headed straight toward Building #2.


    Still angry, Jordan kicked the bulletin board so violently that people around shuddered in fear.


    During ss, Shelia''s gaze remained fixed on the bulletin board outside the window. From the podium, the professor called out to her twice without getting any response.


    Finally, her tone turned impatient. "Shelial Stand up and answer the question!"


    Shelia snapped out of her thoughts, quickly standing up. "Mrs. Ball, I..."


    "You''ve been skipping ssestely, and even when you''re here, you''re distracted. I know your grades are good, but you''re about to enter your final year. If you don''t umte enough ss hours, you won''t graduate!" warned Connie Ball. Shelia had been absent frequently recently. Given her good grades and schrship status, the professors


    had been lenient.


    But now, her behavior was bing intolerable, and even her essay writing was bing careless.


    Met with the professor''s stern attitude, Shelia resorted to her usual tactic of bowing her head and sobbing.