Chapter 30: She Started It
Hearing this voice, Gwenda thought she was hallucinating.
When she looked up slowly, Gwenda was shocked to see the face of someone that had been missing for two months.
It really was him!
Just like that, Olivier appeared before her after a two-month disappearance.
In that time, his burn wound had healed up and he seemed to be more charming than before.
His disposition was composed and reserved. He was dressed in a well-tailored suit, which only accentuated his handsome features. In fact, his dark eyes were currently fixed on her face, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
For a moment, Gwenda did not know how to describe her current emotional state.
The voice of the university director came from behind, "Mr. Petit, Mr. Petit..."
Gwenda abruptly returned to her senses and jerked out of his embrace, standing off to one side.
Olivier gazed intently at her before withdrawing his hand. He stuffed both hands into his pockets before looking at the university director, who had just arrived. With a thin smile, Olivier said, "Mr. Smith, I didn't expect your students to be so lively. Quite an eye-opener for me, I must say."
The dean did not expect Olivier to run into such a scene either.
He anxiously wiped off some sweat, giving Olivier a nervous smile before turning around to glare at the boys who were going to cause trouble. "What on earth do you think you're doing? A whole bunch of boys bullying a lone female student?" He reprimanded.
Said boys grew indignant at those words, and they puffed up in a righteous manner, saying, "Sir, we didn't bully her. She's the one who bullied Gretchen first. We only acted because we couldn't stand to see that happen."
"Yes, everyone can attest to that!"
"That's right, we all saw it!"
The entire group of people were all saying that it was Gwenda's fault.
Hearing this, Mr. Smith turned to Gwenda with a dark look on his face. "What exactly happened here?"
Gwenda glanced over at Gretchen and said coolly, "Sir, they said that I was bullying a student. But you've got to have evidence for that, right? Did I actually put my hands on her or what? Is Gretchen hurt?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Smith looked at Gretchen again. Seeing that she was unharmed, he began to reprimand her.
Justina stepped out immediately and said, "Sir, she was the one who insulted Gretchen first. She said all sorts of nasty things that made her cry."
"She enjoys crying, how is that my fault?"
Gwenda could no longer hold it in. Her eyes flashed angrily and she bit out. "Gretchen Evans stole my fiancé from me and became a mistress, I don't see why she should be afraid of being lectured by me! She started this mess. I don't even know how she found the courage to be crying here!"
Her words caused an uproar among the crowd.
Gretchen's expression changed abruptly, and everyone turned to look at her.
"What? Did she say Gretchen stole her fiancé?"
"No way, how is this possible..."
Under everyone's gaze, Gretchen's cheeks burned. Her hands gradually curled into fists as she glared at Gwenda with hatred.
Gwenda met her gaze without fear. She taunted, "Deny it if you've got the guts to!"
Trembling under the inquisitive stares of the crowd, Gretchen was unable to find a proper excuse for herself. Having been shamed and her ego bruised, she fled the scene.
Running away was equivalent to admitting that she was a mistress.
Those who had stood up for Gretchen suddenly fell silent.
Some even slipped away after Gwenda exposed her.
Seeing this, Mr. Smith also understood what had really happened. In order to prevent his VIP guest from witnessing further embarrassment, he waved off the crowd. "Alright, it's all a misunderstanding. Break it up, you guys."
Having sent them all away, Mr. Smith glanced at Gwenda and said, "You too."
Gwenda pursed her lips and was about to leave when Olivier stopped her. "Wait."
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