Chapter 131 Invade of Privacy
Magnus remembered thest time he asked George to help track an ID on the forum. At that moment, George and Dn sat hunched over <b>a </bputer, searching for someone who could only have been Isabelle.
Neither George nor Dn got much out of Isabelle back then, which showed just how formidable she was.
Isabelle said, “Don’t get your hopes up. It’s usually not for anything good.”
Hacking intoputers, eavesdropping, surveince, nting viruses, destroying systems–what’s there to look forward to?
Did they think she was writing proper code in an office?
Magnus thought she was just being modest, which only made him more curious.
However, in the near future, Magnus will regret it. She was telling the truth–it really wasn’t anything good.
She nearly destroyed the school, but that’s <b>a </b>different story.
“Did you hear? Our new campus belle is a kept woman by some rich old man. Apparently, she’s worth a lot.”
“Where’d you hear that?”
“Not just a rumour. Some students saw her get out of a luxury car at the south gate a few days ago.
“That car’s not just expensive; the license te is even pricier. It must belong to some greasy old tycoon
Danny was walking to theputer science building when he overheard a few students gossiping behind him. He stopped in his tracks<b>.</b>
“No way; she’s a math genius and so pretty. Why would she do something so desperate?”
“Sigh! No matter how pretty or talented she is, she can’t resist the lufe of money. Just thinking about that greasy tycoon is disgusting. Ewl
The students were so engrossed in their gossip, they hadn’t noticed Danny. He turned around, looking <b>pissed</b>.
“What kind of bullsh*t are you spewing?”
They jumped in shock. “D–Danny…
“I don’t hit women, you better watch your mouths<b>. </b><b>If </b><b>I </b>hear <b>this </b>crap again<b>, </b>I’ll… Danny raised his hand, looking like he wanted to hit someone.
The students<b>‘ </b>faces turned pale <b>with </b>fear, and they didn’t <b>dare </b>make a sound,
Danny <b>lowered </b>his <b>hand </b><b>and </b>said. “Talking ill behind peoples backs. If you <b>have </b><b>the </b>gus, say it <b>to </b>her <b>Let’s </b>see. if she’ll <b>p </b>you!”
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<b>red </b>at them, as if memorising their faces. They trembled in fright.
All along the way, Danny heard a lot of rumours about Isabelle.
He cursed under his breath the whole way, taking over forty minutes to walk what should have been a twenty–minute foute to Isabelle’s ssroom..
With a nce, he ‘politely asked‘ the boy sitting in front of Isabelle to move.
Then he sat down boldly and said, “Isabelle, you’re amazing. You actually solved that problem on the forum, even better than James.”
“That fake math genius thought she could handle it. James and his crew believed it for months, which makes them even more foolish.
“Hey boss, where’ve you been? I came by twice and couldn’t find you. They said you were on leave.”
Isabelle stared at herputer screen. She casually replied after a while, “Went back to Norward to bring my brother over for school.”
“We have a brother? How old is he? Good at racing? Fighting? How many can he take on?” Danny asked, full <b>of </b>enthusiasm.
Isabelle said, “He’s an exceptional student.”
And Ethan was her brother. Why did everyone want a piece of him?
Danny said, “You seem like a good student, too.”
Isabelle nced at him and insisted, “I’m a good student.”
Dannyughed. “Yeah, right
“Hey, which school is your brother going to? I’ll have a word with the principal to make sure they take good care of him.
“When he has time, let’s go out for a meal together so I can meet him, <b>okay</b>?”
Danny was good at nagging. Isabelle decided to selectively ignore him.
In the afternoon, after a ss.
It was around four when Isabelle returned to her dorm.
As soon <b>as </b>she opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit her nose.
Her suitcase was wide open on the floor, and thest bottle of red <b>wine </b>had been taken <b>out </b>and shattered<b>. </b>The crimson liquid spread all over the suitcase<b>, </b>soaking it.
Professor, she’s <b>back</b>, <b>Erin </b><b>said</b>.
She looked smug and provocative at Tsabelle, who stood at <b>the </b><b>door</b>
The <b>department’s </b>professor <b>was </b><b>holding </b>something, Trabelle realised it was her medical bun!
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“Who opened it?” Isabelle asked.
She saw that her suitcase had been pried open with tools, the lockpletely destroyed.
Isabelle’s expression turned cold, her anger was barely contained.
“Isabelle, you can’t have such dangerous items in the dorm. What if someone gets hurt? The professor held up the medical bag
“And this wine, with its high proof, isn’t from the campus bar, correct? The rules clearly state that students aren’t allowed to have liquor, especially in the dorm
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Neither George nor Dn got much out of Isabelle back then, which showed just how formidable she was.
Isabelle said, “Don’t get your hopes up. It’s usually not for anything good.”
Hacking intoputers, eavesdropping, surveince, nting viruses, destroying systems–what’s there to look forward to?
Did they think she was writing proper code in an office?
Magnus thought she was just being modest, which only made him more curious.
However, in the near future, Magnus will regret it. She was telling the truth–it really wasn’t anything good.
She nearly destroyed the school, but that’s <b>a </b>different story.
“Did you hear? Our new campus belle is a kept woman by some rich old man. Apparently, she’s worth a lot.”
“Where’d you hear that?”
“Not just a rumour. Some students saw her get out of a luxury car at the south gate a few days ago.
“That car’s not just expensive; the license te is even pricier. It must belong to some greasy old tycoon
Danny was walking to theputer science building when he overheard a few students gossiping behind him. He stopped in his tracks<b>.</b>
“No way; she’s a math genius and so pretty. Why would she do something so desperate?”
“Sigh! No matter how pretty or talented she is, she can’t resist the lufe of money. Just thinking about that greasy tycoon is disgusting. Ewl
The students were so engrossed in their gossip, they hadn’t noticed Danny. He turned around, looking <b>pissed</b>.
“What kind of bullsh*t are you spewing?”
They jumped in shock. “D–Danny…
“I don’t hit women, you better watch your mouths<b>. </b><b>If </b><b>I </b>hear <b>this </b>crap again<b>, </b>I’ll… Danny raised his hand, looking like he wanted to hit someone.
The students<b>‘ </b>faces turned pale <b>with </b>fear, and they didn’t <b>dare </b>make a sound,
Danny <b>lowered </b>his <b>hand </b><b>and </b>said. “Talking ill behind peoples backs. If you <b>have </b><b>the </b>gus, say it <b>to </b>her <b>Let’s </b>see. if she’ll <b>p </b>you!”
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<b>red </b>at them, as if memorising their faces. They trembled in fright.
All along the way, Danny heard a lot of rumours about Isabelle.
He cursed under his breath the whole way, taking over forty minutes to walk what should have been a twenty–minute foute to Isabelle’s ssroom..
With a nce, he ‘politely asked‘ the boy sitting in front of Isabelle to move.
Then he sat down boldly and said, “Isabelle, you’re amazing. You actually solved that problem on the forum, even better than James.”
“That fake math genius thought she could handle it. James and his crew believed it for months, which makes them even more foolish.
“Hey boss, where’ve you been? I came by twice and couldn’t find you. They said you were on leave.”
Isabelle stared at herputer screen. She casually replied after a while, “Went back to Norward to bring my brother over for school.”
“We have a brother? How old is he? Good at racing? Fighting? How many can he take on?” Danny asked, full <b>of </b>enthusiasm.
Isabelle said, “He’s an exceptional student.”
And Ethan was her brother. Why did everyone want a piece of him?
Danny said, “You seem like a good student, too.”
Isabelle nced at him and insisted, “I’m a good student.”
Dannyughed. “Yeah, right
“Hey, which school is your brother going to? I’ll have a word with the principal to make sure they take good care of him.
“When he has time, let’s go out for a meal together so I can meet him, <b>okay</b>?”
Danny was good at nagging. Isabelle decided to selectively ignore him.
In the afternoon, after a ss.
It was around four when Isabelle returned to her dorm.
As soon <b>as </b>she opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit her nose.
Her suitcase was wide open on the floor, and thest bottle of red <b>wine </b>had been taken <b>out </b>and shattered<b>. </b>The crimson liquid spread all over the suitcase<b>, </b>soaking it.
Professor, she’s <b>back</b>, <b>Erin </b><b>said</b>.
She looked smug and provocative at Tsabelle, who stood at <b>the </b><b>door</b>
The <b>department’s </b>professor <b>was </b><b>holding </b>something, Trabelle realised it was her medical bun!
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ade of Privacy
“Who opened it?” Isabelle asked.
She saw that her suitcase had been pried open with tools, the lockpletely destroyed.
Isabelle’s expression turned cold, her anger was barely contained.
“Isabelle, you can’t have such dangerous items in the dorm. What if someone gets hurt? The professor held up the medical bag
“And this wine, with its high proof, isn’t from the campus bar, correct? The rules clearly state that students aren’t allowed to have liquor, especially in the dorm
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