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 nces 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 stillugh?”


    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 nced 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 tough?”


    Harold was fuming. Yet, the subject of the scandal seemed nonchnt.


    “This photo is obviously doctored, and these usations, do any rte 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 thest 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 thest 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 ss 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.


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    During ss, 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 sses, and even when you’re here, you’re distracted. I know you have good


    grades, but it’s almost yourst year. If you don’t attend enough sses, 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 bing too much, and even her assignments appeared rushed.