Chapter 93 You Are Very Childish
"You don't actually think this would scare me, do you? That I'd run out crying with red eyes, then never show up in class again until things blow over, and when I finally come back, I'd walk around with my head down and shoulders hunched, too ashamed to face anyone?"
"We've been classmates for two and a half years. Even if you don't really know or understand what kind of person I am, you must have some judgment about me, right? Just following what others say—I really want to know, with this level of intelligence, how did you even get into Empire University?"
With genuine confusion on her face, Rebecca said seriously, "Yes, the Getty family went bankrupt, and yes, we do owe a hundred million. But what the forum says—that I knocked on doors in the middle of the night to sell myself to pay off debts, that I worked as a drinking companion late at night—it's all slander. My lawyer has already started investigating and collecting evidence. We'll be filing lawsuits soon, and I believe the law will give me justice."
"I'm explaining because I didn't do these things. I have a clear conscience. And your behavior right now won't embarrass me—it just makes me think you're all very childish!"
Rustling sounds filled the classroom.
Some people, hit where it hurt, wanted to argue back in embarrassment and anger, but were held back by those next to them.
Others awkwardly shifted inward, making space in the seats beside them.
When applause sounded from behind, Rebecca turned around and saw Patrick arriving for class.
"I heard what Rebecca said, and I completely agree!"
Gesturing for Rebecca to take a seat, Patrick looked around and said in a serious tone, "There's no such thing as a perfect victim in this world. If you look with a magnifying glass, you'll always find flaws and imperfections. You all need to learn to use your intelligence where it matters, especially those of us studying design—you need to learn to calm your minds, not rush toward wherever there's drama. You're all adults. You should have some judgment of your own!"
Patrick glanced at Rebecca. "I won't comment on Rebecca's situation, but as long as you haven't graduated, you're all classmates for four years. What if she's being falsely accused and slandered? What if in the future she becomes a renowned designer, and so do you? Imagine if you run into each other at an international jewelry exhibition someday. When you look back on today, how will you feel?"
The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Setting aside the drama on the forum, Rebecca's talent was beyond question.
For two consecutive years, she had ranked first in professional courses in the jewelry design department.
If the entire design department had only one chance for someone to really make it big in the future, without a doubt, that person would be Rebecca.
The group that had been laughing and trying to humiliate Rebecca just moments ago now hung their heads, faces flushed with embarrassment.
Having made his point, Patrick said no more and turned on the projector to begin the day's lecture.
In the back row, Rebecca took out her textbook and pencil case, then turned to Isla beside her with thanks. "Isla, thank you!"
"No need to thank me!"
Isla shook her head with a smile. "Last time they treated me like this, you were the one who stood up for me. Did you forget?"
Rebecca paused.
It took her a while to remember—that time Isla's period came early and stained her pants without her noticing, and a group of guys laughed so hard they nearly made her cry.
Rebecca had mocked them for having no sense of chivalry, then tied her jacket around Isla's waist to cover the stain and let her go back to the dorm to change clothes, finally putting an end to it.
Isla shook her head and sighed. "My mom always said men never grow up, and I didn't believe her before. Now I really do!"
Rebecca couldn't help but laugh.
……
Floyd worked fast. In just two days, he had already talked to those students who had been the most active on the forum with the most excessive comments.
Those who realized they had gone too far, despite their embarrassment, showed good attitudes and said they would publicly apologize and wouldn't do it again.
Then there were those who insisted "if she dared to do it, why can't I say it," who never thought they did anything wrong from start to finish—they received lawyer's letters and lawsuit notices.
The spectacular scene happened on Thursday evening.