Chapter 82: A Bit Expensive
Rebecca went to Blue Bar pretty early that evening, but the classmates who saw the photos seemed to automatically assume it was three in the morning.
Combined with Rebecca's background as a rich girl, all kinds of guesses started flying around, as if she was a real party animal who spent every night getting drunk at bars.
And those photos of her standing at villa entrances pressing doorbells were totally misinterpreted.
Different gates, different surroundings.
People with magnifying glasses even noticed that the size and shape of the snow piles on both sides of the gates were different, and then analyzed that Rebecca went to different villa areas on different late nights, knocking on different people's doors.
Those were scenes of Rebecca going door to door asking to borrow money after the Getty family went bankrupt.
For friends her age in wealthy circles who she was on good terms with, Rebecca called or messaged on Facebook, sincerely asking for help and promising to write IOUs with agreed repayment dates.
Even so, no one was willing to lend her money.
As for those she visited in person, they were either the Getty family's relatives or shareholders in the company - all elders.
When borrowing money from elders, especially those with the means and money to lend to her, out of respect, Rebecca couldn't just make phone calls - she had to visit them in person.
Some visits were at dawn, catching them before they left home.
Others were during the day when she couldn't see them, so she could only rush over after they finished their work.
More often, even when Rebecca managed to see them, they wouldn't even let her inside, just standing far away on the villa steps telling her they couldn't help and she should try other options.
Whether it was daytime visits or times she wasn't let in - not a single photo of those appeared in the post.
All the photos released showed her knocking on doors at night, at different people's homes.
Whether this was intentional or not was pretty obvious.
The post was published at 9 AM.
In just three short hours, there were already over five thousand replies.
The comments on the first few pages were relatively normal, staying at the level of "Rebecca obviously went to a hotel with someone late at night" and such.
Scrolling further down, malicious and slanderous comments appeared one after another.
【Now I know how the Getty family paid off that huge debt! Rebecca really went all out! How many different places did she have to hit in one night?】
【The highest-paid drinking girls at KTVs get like 20,000 for spending a night with a client. With Rebecca's face and body, the price should be higher, right?】
【Depends how you calculate it. For KTVs, a few tens of thousands at most. But in wealthy circles there are also escorts - those prices are way higher, hundreds of thousands, even a million isn't impossible!】
【I heard from my friend in the design department that Rebecca took half a month off. Wow... Rebecca must have been really busy during that half month!】
【A bit pricey, otherwise we could crowdfund and all have some fun together!】
Before clicking on the post, she'd mentally prepared herself, telling herself not to get angry no matter what she saw.
After all, she couldn't control what others said.
But seeing these comments, Rebecca's face still went pale.
This was Empire University!
The highest institution of learning in all of China.
Every student who got in was among the best of their peers in their province or city.
And right now, they'd turned into keyboard warriors, making the most malicious speculations.
Just because they were hiding behind the anonymous internet where no one knew their background or identity, they could be this reckless?
Her eyes scanning those usernames, Rebecca gripped her phone, her knuckles turning white.
After a long while, Rebecca steadied her breathing and made a phone call.