"I... I'm furious; I never expected someone to understand me like this."Witnessing Edward's actions, Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood, including Jasper and Mr. Benson, were all astonished. They had never seen this side of him before, and Edward's actions were nothing short of a plot twist, something no one thought he could do, ever, if it hadn't materialized before their eyes like that.Meanwhile, deep inside, Edward was eagerly waiting to see the amusing drama unfold. His eyes locked with Mr. Benson's, a pair of sad and remorseful eyes, yet harboring a thought only the person facing him could comprehend.Mr. Benson, being an intelligent individual, not to mention incredibly insightful, quickly understood Edward's intention and cooperated with him."Calm down, I saw it, and I believe you're being bullied," Mr. Benson then turned to Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood, still in disbelief, and said, "I think you should reconsider how you treat your children, especially on such an important day for Edward. More
Edward finished speaking and cast a lingering gaze at Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood while glancing at Jasper. Then, he turned around, ready to leave. The crowd now looked at him with pity, although many remained skeptical and intended to protect the Sherwood family.Manipulating the psychology of a crowd was just like this.Mr. Benson, of course, had positioned himself firmly on Edward's side and said, "You go home, rest assured, and prepare for the wedding. Don't worry about anything else.""Yes, thank you," Edward replied. He then got into the car and drove away. As the engine roared, he didn't forget to look again at the people's expressions in the crowd, filled with fear and confusion, as well as Jasper's pale face. They had always portrayed themselves as victims, but had they truly experienced what it meant to be a real victim? Gradually, Edward would make them taste it.o0oAfter the engagement ceremony ended, Edward went to school, as usual, the next day. On his way to university, he t
Edward declined, believing this was his responsibility and he could handle it better. However, Harry was still restless and worried. In reality, he wanted to go together, but upon hearing Edward's words, he understood his friend's nature. When Edward had made up his mind, very few could change it, and he had already thought it through thoroughly. Although Harry was still uneasy, he agreed out of respect for his friend."If anything happens, just let me know. I'll be nearby waiting for you," Harry said."Okay, don't worry, relax," Edward replied, then hung up the phone.Studying at this university was crucial for Edward, and he couldn't afford to be expelled. Yes, whether now or before, it was important because it was his mother's expectation. It was important because it represented all his efforts, hopes, and struggles when he was poor and had nothing. He could leave school for many other reasons, but certainly not for something he never did.He would make those who used bullying tacti
Why did she show up now? But that's okay; that could also be a good thing."Olivia..." Edward looked pitiful, resigned to his fate now that Olivia had arrived. Her presence was acceptable; she wouldn't interfere with his plans. On the contrary, he wouldn't need to take direct action because someone would do it for him.However, Olivia was well aware of the situation and understood what was happening. Her eyebrows furrowed, displaying her discontent and heaviness. She approached Edward directly."What did they say to you?" She went straight to the point.Edward lowered his head, appearing frustrated and resigned. His hands clenched tightly, causing his shoulders to tremble."I... I have nothing; I deserve this. I made a mistake. This school is everything to me, but now I'll have to give it up..."Surprised by Edward's sudden change of perspective and thinking, Olivia couldn't accept it. A few days ago, he fought for himself, refusing to get something he didn't do. But now, Edward seemed
In a large room surrounded by luxurious and expensive items, the European-style design reveals that the owner appreciates antique objects and art. Pricey paintings by famous artists hang on the walls. Each item in the room carries an ancient, vintage style, including retro things from the 1980s, such as a music player, a cassette recorder, or a box-shaped television.The tall flower vases and small vases on the table, adorned with ancient Egyptian patterns, are the room's focal points. Inside them are Kadupu flowers or Juliet roses, exquisite and like muses embellishing the extravagance of this place.In the center of the room, there is a rocking chair that sways gently with the movement of the person sitting on it. A man wearing a bathrobe lies comfortably on the chair, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. In front of him is a functioning radio, emitting crisp and musical sounds."Olivia, I have decided, and the board of directors has agreed. There is nothing left to discuss," said a
Being noticed by others, incredibly wealthy and influential individuals, was good. In reality, Edward was now capable of handling these matters himself. They had money, and he had money too, but money alone was not enough for him. Power and position were the deciding factors in this battle.Edward threw his phone aside and casually reclined on the front seat, listening to the conversation sounds coming from the radio.o0oBoard of Directors meeting room,The board of directors meeting room was located on the second floor of the administrative building of Phenika University. This was where high-level meetings took place, including the three regular members and three senior members of the board of directors. Usually, unless something severe occurred at the university, this room would only be opened twice a year for the members to grasp the overall situation, evaluate teaching methods and the university's profits during the past period, and most importantly, set the goals and direction f
"Well, enough, Olivia. I don't understand why you insist on bringing this up when it has already been resolved, and quite simply, I might add." Finally, Mr. Holland spoke up, showing impatience toward Olivia.But Olivia was never patient with him either. She said, "Because the way this matter was handled was not satisfactory, I have to bring it up again. Just think, if a similar incident happens in the future, will we keep handling it for our benefit regardless of whether it's right or wrong? The truth will come out, and this won't remain hidden forever. And when that happens, don't regret it!"Olivia spoke without restraint, her voice sharp and firm. Her words indeed provoked Mr. Holland. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and stared directly into Olivia's eyes."What are you saying? You've gone too far!""Who's gone too far? Do you have evidence to accuse that student? Even criminals who commit murder are heard, yet here you only listen to one side and believe what you want
For those in the current meeting, that voice was extremely unfamiliar, except Olivia recognized that it had a somewhat familiar tone.The door to the boardroom had been opened at some point, and a man in a suit walked in. He appeared to be around forty years old, dressed in expensive attire from head to toe. The man's face was stern, angular, exuding power and nobility. Anyone who looked at him could tell he was not easily approached.Initially, the boardroom door had a private passcode known only to the members and a few close associates, their bodyguards. So it was unusual for someone from outside to enter. This person must be...It was as if everyone had their answer, but they were unwilling to believe it or still skeptical about how he could appear.If that person did appear, it could influence their decision.But it seemed that their worries were justified.The man approached and confidently sat down in the highest chair, facing the astonished gazes of everyone present. In the fa