That individual’s resounding voice seized the entire library’s attention, focusing it squarely on Cherise.
The once tranquil library instantly morphed into a bustling marketce filled with whispers, discreet
snickers, and open mockery.
Amidst this cacophony, Cherise heard every word.
She pressed her lips together, her hands clenched tightly by her side.
While she had always maintained the belief that she shouldn’t heed the words of others and knew she
shouldn’t allow the gossipmongers to affect her, the unpleasant voices stirred a deep rage within her.
After all, ignoring such matters entirely was an impossible feat, wasn’t it?
“Let’s go.”
ke took a decisive step forward without uttering another word, positioning himself protectively in
front of Cherise. He then turned to the girl with twin ponytails and inquired, “Is there a back exit here?”
The girl was taken aback by the unfolding scene before her.
Upon hearing ke’s query, she snapped back to reality, nodding vigorously. “Yes, yes, there is! I know
where it is!”
With that, she instinctively attempted to gather her belongings, hesitating as she clutched her
backpack.
Gathering her resolve, she dropped the backpack, hurried over, and took Cherise’s hand, apologizing
profusely. “I’m sorry… I’ll lead you out.”
Through the girl’s eyes, Cherise sensed a profound self–me.
Perhaps this youngdy believed she bore the brunt of responsibility for the current predicament.
Cherise gently squeezed the hand holding hers and offered a reassuring smile. “It’s not your fault.”
“Ms. Shaw.”
As Cherise prepared to depart, another young woman rose, holding her phone aloft, tapping
Charica’c choulder with a smile “I’m Emma Raumolde a student from the journalism frowned at her,
already disinclined toply,
However, Emma preempted Cherise’s potential refusal with a faint smile, swiftly posing her question.
“Ms. Shaw, what do you think of the rumors circting about you online?”
“Numerous critics assail you for flouting conventional etiquette and morality, using you of
mistreating your husband and employing a hypocritical strategy to subject him to excruciating pain
under the guise of acting in his best interest,” Emma articted, her tone measured and seemingly
impartial, yet subtlyden with disdain for Cherise,
“There are also those who suggest that you are indulging in your promiscuous inclinations while
effortlessly resolving the crisis facing the Lenoir Group, both simultaneously,” she continued, her words
probing.
“Which of these perspectives do you find alignment with?”
Emma’sposed demeanor and seemingly impartial words thinly veiled disdain for Cherise.
ke furrowed his brow. “Are you asking for trouble?”
The girl with twin ponytails, Emma, swiftly intervened, seizing ke’s arm and shaking her head. “This
is Emma… we shouldn’t antagonize her…”
With that, she promptly pivoted and extended an apology to Cherise. “I’ll guide you out.”
Cherise nced at the students barricading all exits, a faint smile touching her lips. “No way out.”
All avenues were sealed,
She naturally trusted that ke possessed the capability to find a solution to guide them out and
facilitate their departure.
However, what would be the headlines the next day if she took that course of action?
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That she had dispatched someone to employ force and harm these university students?
Until then, rumors would undoubtedly proliferate like wildfire,
With a serene smile, she instructed Emily to console ke, then turned her attention to the female
college student named Emma. “If memory serves me right, Adania University was also my alma mater.”
Suppressing a small yawn, she located a chair, settled into it, and gazed up at Emma standing nearby,
“Are you affiliated with the journalism department? And what year are you in?”