Chapter 362


    "I''m sure I haven''t done anything to offend her," Chuck thought. He did not think he deserved this


    animosity from Frieda.


    They hadn''t even known each other firsthand, but this Frieda girl had just shown up suddenly and


    antagonized him every chance she got. He had ignored her then, and now here she was, escting


    the situation by using him of theft.


    Chuck couldn''t stand her any longer and thought, "This foolish woman has gone too far!"


    "Could it be that Aaron had managed to turn her crazy by drugging her two days ago?" Chuck


    wondered. It wasn''t imusible. She had slept a whole 24 hours that day, having been drugged


    heavily. Who knew how long Aaron had yed with her unconscious body?


    Aaron must be a freak to enjoy sleeping with women in that state. He might have even secretly


    recorded a video of his endeavours.


    "Say that again," Chuck threatened, ring as he walked over to her.


    Chuck didn''t want to hit a woman, but if this woman crossed any more lines, he would not hesitate.


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    He did not give a toss if she was the campus belle or not.


    "You. Are. A. Thief," Frieda repeated her earlier usation word by word. "This is the


    moneymaker," she thought. This would finally be the one method to drive Chuck out of the school


    that might work.


    She had recorded a video earlier when Chuck had stopped to pick up the wallet. "I could edit it and


    create an illusion that Chuck had stolen money," Frieda schemed.


    "I''m telling the principal on you, you''re going to get expelled, just you wait! You''re a thief, a


    degenerate! I''m not allowing trash like you to stay here and jeopardize our school! Get ready to


    pack up and leave, you b*stard!" Frieda yelled. She swiftly turned around and walked away.


    Chuck frowned and stared at her retreating back for a few seconds. She was indeed a beautiful


    woman. But why was she so cruel, so heartless, so out of her mind?


    Why was she so foolish?


    Chuck didn''t bother with her after that, it was not like he''d chase her down and give her a beating.


    He was a gentleman after all.


    However, "Didn''t she say something about making the principal expel him?" he wondered.


    Chuck shrugged his shoulders as he thought. That was the least of his worries.


    Chuck then walked over to Betty''s parking spot. Of course, Betty had paid attention to the entire


    situation with Frieda just now. "Young Master, do you need me to deal with her?" she inquired.


    There was so much power in that one sentence. Regardless of Frieda''s family background or


    whether she was rich or if she had any important influences at all, his answer would determine her


    fate.


    If Chuck wanted to buy this entire school, all he had to was give Karen a call, a short demand of


    "Buy it!" would make it happen, the school would be his to own just like that.


    "She''s just an idiot, let her be," Chuck said. He was still looking forward to seeing what other sorts


    of ways Frieda would try to drive him out!


    "Understood," Betty answered and then drove Chuck back to the hotel.


    Frieda went to the principal''s office again. She had just edited the video and created the illusion that


    Chuck had stolen her money. She had done it very subtly. Although the video she had taken was


    Chuck picking up her wallet, she was able to edit it into what she wanted to fabricate.


    It was an easy job.


    Frieda knocked on the principal''s door.


    "Come in," the principal answered.


    Frieda went in at that. When the principal saw that it was Frieda again, he frowned and said,


    "Frieda, what are you doing here again?"


    "Principal, I''m here to show you a video," Frieda said and walked over as if dejected. She was


    ying the part of a theft victim really well, exhibiting fear in her every move.


    The principal nodded impatiently. Frieda turned on her cell phone and yed the edited video for


    him. The video showed Chuck stealing a wallet, opening it as if to take money from it... then it cut


    off.


    The principal was shaken by that video. Wi''s own blood had actually been stealing? How was that


    possible?


    The principal rewatched the video, looking more and more terrible by the second.


    Seeing the principal''s expression, Frieda smiled. "Principal, it was pure luck that I caught this all on


    video when I was ying with my phone. Chuck had just stolen my wallet! Look at his face, surely


    this wasn''t his first time! Who knows how many people had had theirs stolen as well, this is


    abominable! How can we secure the safety of students if he remains here? He''s stealing money


    now, but what if it esctes? What if he ends up stealing from the girls'' dorms or even decides to


    sexually assault them? You have to do something about this! If you don''t, our school''s reputation


    would know no glory," Frieda told the principal.


    This would work, Freda knew it in her gut. "The days of seeing Chuck Cannon roaming around


    campus will be no more," she thought happily.


    The principal would definitely expel Chuck after watching this video.


    He looked at Frieda seriously and asked, "What is your WhatsApp number?"


    "My number?" Frieda was stunned. Why was the principal asking her this? Did he want to be


    WhatsApp friends?


    "Tell me, I''ll add you," said the principal.


    Frieda nodded andplied, passing him her phone. Right as the phone reached the principal, he


    had proceeded to delete the incriminating video, shocking Frieda. "Principal! Why did you delete


    that?" she sputtered, confused.


    Frieda was very angry. She had spent so much energy on that edit! "How could the principal delete


    it just like that?" she thought.


    "Ding!" her phone sounded.


    The principal returned the phone to Frieda.


    Frieda reached out and took it from him, looking at the screen reflexively and her eyes nearly


    bulged out of her skull. There was a notification notifying her that she had just received a 100,000


    dors transfer!


    "What is the principal doing?" Frieda thought, confused.


    Of course, 100,000 dors didn''t mean much to Frieda. Even her underwear would cost around fifty


    to sixty thousand dors. What was a meagre 100,000 dors to her? She was just confused as to


    why the principal did that.


    "What is his reason?" she wondered.


    "Just pretend that nothing happened today. You can keep the 100,000 dors," said the principal.


    "Principal? Are you..." Frieda came to a realization at that moment. The principal was buying her


    silence. She understood. If the video of Chuck stealing money was shared online, it would definitely


    destroy the university''s reputation.


    Therefore, the principal had deleted it and paid for her cooperation.


    "Principal, I won''t tell anyone, I promise. But I want you to fire Chuck, he''s a thief!" Frieda insisted.


    "Just forget it, Frieda," the principal was shut off now. If Wi knew about this situation, he would


    certainly be fired right then and there.


    "Principal?" Frieda asked, she could not believe what was happening. What did this mean? Did it


    mean that she should just pretend that nothing had happened? Why?


    "I''ll give you two choices. Take the money and forget this matter, and don''t mention it to anyone


    else. The alternate choice..." the principal said.


    "Whatever the second choice is, I''m taking it! I''m not going to forget about this!" Frieda interrupted,


    her tone serious. She was definitely not short of 100,000 dors. Why would she take the money


    anyway? She had spent so much time on that video editing, surely Chuck was going to be driven


    out!


    "Are you sure?" the principal asked, his voice indifferent.


    "Yes, I''m sure!" Frieda was absolutely sure. She would not consider the former choice at all!


    "Alright then, start packing up. You''re expelled!" the principal said coldly.


    "What?" Frieda was stunned into disbelief. She must''ve heard him wrong, right? She thought,


    "Chuck was the thief, he was the one who stole. Why am I the one getting expelled?"


    Frieda found it to be unreasonable.


    The principal repeated, "Didn''t you hear me? You''ve been expelled! Leave!"


    "Principal, I don''t ept this. It''s him who''s stealing and done wrong, why am I the one getting in


    trouble for it?" Frieda was angry at theck of logic here. This was just in unfair!


    "Because you''re being a fool!" The principal said, "Chuck is not someone you can offend so easily.


    If you just take this money, stay quiet, everything will be okay."


    Friedaughed at him and said, "Principal, are you joking? I can''t afford to offend Chuck? I think I


    know what''s going on. He''s your illegitimate son, isn''t he?" Frieda sneered, manners having thrown


    out the window. She was going to say whatever came to her mind!


    Frieda was not an easy woman to intimidate as it turns out.


    Frieda thought that Chuck must be the illegitimate son of the principal. Otherwise, how could he be


    so biased towards a piece of trash like Chuck?


    A loud p echoed in the room.


    The principal had pped Frieda in the face. Her hand reaching up to rub at her reddening cheek.


    Did she really just get pped?


    "Principal, how could you?" Frieda was shocked. She had never received a beating, even when she


    was a child. How could she be beaten today? Frieda felt extremely humiliated!


    "What are you talking about? How can Chuck be my illegitimate son?" the principal spat in fury. If


    Wi heard this, he would be doomed.


    "If he''s not, why are you protecting him like that? He''s a thief!" Frieda shouted as she was angry.


    The principal told Frieda, his tone cold, "I''ve just told you, you can''t afford to offend him! Let me


    repeat myself. You either shut up and take the money or just get out of here!"


    Frieda was going to go crazy with how angry she was feeling. How was it possible to be so difficult


    to drive a sc*mbag like Chuck out?


    The principal then scolded, "If Chuck ever speaks up and mentions that you have to go, you go. Got


    it? Now, take the money and get out of my office!"


    "You''ve been telling me repeatedly that I can''t afford to offend Chuck. Well, let''s hear it, tell me who


    he is. I''d like to know what the big deal with that trash of a person is," Frieda sneered.