Chapter 3

The calculation in Emma's eyes was about to overflow.

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

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

On the way, I secretly sent pre-written help messages to the principal and other school leaders, and contacted some nearby livestreamers.

Ethan was the principal's son after all.

When pressuring me to drop out in my past life, the principal had utterly humiliated me.

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

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

"Oh Olivia, more, I want more."

"Olivia, you're amazing."

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

Emma's eyes darted around:

"Alex, 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 a teacher," I said, shrinking my neck in an act of fear.

Emma glared at me in annoyance.

She held back her temper and whispered:

"If you don't go in now, it'll be too late. Do you really want to let Ethan have Olivia?"

The bathroom door wasn't fully closed.

Through the gap, I could see Ethan pressing Olivia against the wall.

Olivia's clothes were half off, exposing her.

Ethan was frantically tearing at Olivia's uniform, biting her all over.

Olivia pretended to struggle, but wasn't using any real strength.

Her coy resistance only made Ethan more uncontrollable.

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

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

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

Emma nodded eagerly.

She turned and ran.

But after turning a corner, she came right back.

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

Inside was chaotic, with unrestrained lewd sounds coming through.

After doing this, Emma left satisfied to find a teacher and security guards.

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

Emma 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 son Ethan was inside.

Emma hadn't clarified who was in there.

Emma didn't just want to ruin me - she wanted to ruin Ethan too.

After all, in her view, we were both her competitors.

And it just so happened that education officials were here for an inspection today.

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

The principal was shaking with rage.

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

The principal probably wanted to kill the fornicating couple inside.

The principal tried to keep walking forward.

Emma blocked her again, wailing:

"Principal, it's... it's..."

She pretended to be reluctant.

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

Emma acted like she was scared to tears, and said haltingly,

"It's Alex."

Of course the principal knew me. My grades were always top of the year. I was the most promising candidate for early admission to a top university.

The principal's eyes bulged with rage.

"That little—"

She cut off the insult she was about to say.

The education officials were still watching. The principal couldn't say anything too harsh at this moment.

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

The lewd sounds coming through became even more unrestrained.

Emma clutched her chest and cried:

"Alex, how could you! Why can't you control yourself? Are you really that desperate for women?"

At these words, the education officials' faces turned extremely ugly.

They considered themselves respectable people, and couldn't barge in at a time like this.

The group waited awkwardly downstairs, exchanging looks.

"Me? What did I do?" I finally emerged from my hiding spot.

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