Chapter 3

On the day of the exam, Caleb blocked my path.

“We need to talk.”

I flat-out refused.

“There’s nothing for me to talk about with you.”

Caleb, with that infuriatingly condescending tone, continued.

“If you drop out of the exam, I’ll give you another chance. You can treat me to lunch, I’ll allow you to keep sponsoring me, and I’ll even let you go to the same university as me.”

I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. I had no idea where he got such confidence. I retorted sharply,

“Sorry, but I refuse. Because, one, I don’t want to have lunch with you. Two, I have no intention of continuing to sponsor you. And three, I have no desire to go to the same university as you.”

Caleb maintained his haughty demeanor.

“You refuse? You actually dare to refuse? Aren’t you afraid I’ll never forgive you?”

“Whatever.”

I didn't want to argue, so I turned and ran.

“Just because I like Tiffany, you target her like this? You have everything. Why are you still fighting her for one spot?”

I scoffed, “I don’t target anyone. The exam is about proving your own ability. If she has the skill, no one can take it from her.”

Caleb's eyes narrowed, a dark, sinister glint within them.

“It’s your own jealousy, don’t blame me!”

He grabbed my wrist, covered my mouth and nose with his other hand, and dragged me into the nearest classroom, locking the door.

Because of the exam, most of the students were off from school, making this area particularly deserted.

I glared at him furiously. He calmly asked,

“Aubrey, you’re reborn too, aren’t you?”

“You’re mad because I died for Tiffany, that’s why you’re treating me like this, right?”

I sneered.

“You guessed half right. So why do you think I’d let you manipulate me like I did in the last life?”

The next second, several bodyguards burst in, restraining Caleb. They addressed me respectfully.

“Miss Aubrey, we’ll take you to the exam room.”

Having learned my lesson from the previous life, I had made thorough preparations.

I had bodyguards follow me 24/7, ensuring I could smoothly attend the exam.

The exam results came out quickly. Asher and I were accepted into Oxford early.

Caleb, for attempting to prevent me from taking the exam and disrupting the exam process, was expelled from school.

While my classmates cheered for Asher and me, Tiffany cried uncontrollably.

“Caleb, didn’t your dad donate to build so many of these school buildings? How can they expel you? Go talk to him!”

Just then, Caleb’s father arrived to pick me up. I pointed to the car not far away, my voice not loud, but clear enough for everyone to hear.

“Caleb, your dad’s here. Do you want him to talk to the school?”