Chapter 2

The calculation in Harper's eyes was about to spill over.

She just wanted to ruin me to get the early admission spot to the top university.

I didn't say anything more and followed her downstairs.

On the way, I secretly sent pre-written SOS messages to the principal and other school leaders, as well as contacting some influencers who were livestreaming nearby.

Lydia was the principal's daughter, after all.

In my past life, when persuading me to drop out, the principal had utterly humiliated me, saying I was damaged goods that had been ridden by thousands.

This time, I wanted the principal to get a good look at the show her daughter was putting on.

As we approached the bathroom, we could hear ambiguous sounds coming from inside.

"Colin, baby, more, I want more."

"Colin, you're so good."

The woman's moans and the man's grunts were nonstop.

Harper's eyes darted around:

"Avery, you go in first to stop them. I'll go find someone to help."

"No, I can't go in. Let's just wait here for the teachers," I said, shrinking my neck and pretending to be scared.

Harper glared at me in annoyance. She forced down her temper and lowered her voice:

"If you don't go in now, they'll go all the way. Do you really want to let Colin go to Lydia?"

The bathroom's outer door wasn't fully closed.

Through the crack, I could see Colin pressing Lydia against the wall.

Lydia was half-undressed, exposing herself.

Colin was frantically tearing at Lydia's uniform, biting all over her body.

Lydia pretended to struggle, but wasn't actually using any strength.

Her coy resistance only made Colin more uncontrollable.

I pressed my lips together tightly, pretending to be conflicted:

"Okay, you're right. I'll go in now."

Just as I was about to push the door open, I turned back to Harper and said, "Hurry and find a teacher. I can't hold out for long."

Harper nodded eagerly.

She turned and ran. But after rounding a corner, she came back.

She gleefully took out her phone, started recording, and wedged it into the door crack.

Inside was chaotic, with lewd sounds coming out unabashedly.

After doing this, Harper finally went to find teachers and security guards, feeling very pleased with herself.

When a group of people rushed to the teaching building, the couple inside were still going at it vigorously.

Harper covered her face and cried, blocking the principal.

"Teacher, I... I don't know why they're doing this!"

The principal's face was dark with anger. She didn't know her daughter Lydia was inside.

Harper hadn't clarified who exactly was in there.

Harper wanted to ruin not just me, but Lydia as well. After all, in her eyes, we were both her competitors.

Today, education bureau officials happened to be visiting for an inspection.

Now, a group of education officials were following the principal to "catch people in the act". The scene couldn't be more dramatic.

The principal was shaking with rage.

With education officials watching, it seemed her chances for promotion were likely ruined.

I guessed the principal probably wanted to kill the adulterous couple inside right now.

The principal tried to move forward.

Harper blocked the principal again, crying and wailing,

"Principal, inside is... is is..."

She pretended to be reluctant.

The principal grabbed her shoulders, "Who is it?"

Harper acted like she had been frightened to tears, and said between sobs,

"It's Avery."

The principal naturally knew who I was. My grades were always top of the year, and I was the most promising candidate for early admission to the top university.

The principal's eyes bulged with rage.

"That sl—"

She abruptly cut off the insult she was about to hurl.

The education officials were still watching, so the principal couldn't speak too harshly at this moment.

The people inside were still lost in their passion, completely unaware of the commotion outside.

The lewd sounds coming from inside grew even more unbridled.

Harper covered her chest and cried:

"Avery, how could you be so foolish! Why can't you control yourself? Are you really that desperate for men?"

With those words, the education officials' expressions turned extremely unpleasant.

They considered themselves respectable people and didn't want to barge in at a moment like this.

A group of people with varying expressions waited downstairs, looking at each other awkwardly.

"Me? What about me?" I finally emerged from my hiding place in the shadows.