Chapter 355 The Taste of Isabella, He Will Eventually Experience It
Sable walked straight out of the room and found a tech guy.
"Clifton Fuller, look up who Isabella Taylor's parents are. What business does her family run? Find out everything, don't miss a single detail!"
She refused to believe it.
Could she really not get a handle on Isabella?
"Alright, I'll get you the results as soon as possible."
Sable wasn't in a hurry and simply sat down nearby to wait.
About twenty-something minutes later.
Clifton frowned and looked at her. "Sable, are you sure the name and information you gave me are real?"
"Of course." Sable said coldly, "This Isabella is in the same year as Saskia. She's at Radiant University."
"But..." Clifton scratched his head. "According to my search, there's no such person as Isabella Taylor."
"What?"
Sable's expression changed drastically. "How is that possible?"
"I don't know either." Clifton scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "I've checked all the Taylor families, but there's no girl named Isabella in any of them."
Sable thought for a moment and handed over Gwyneth's number. "Then trace this number and find out whose it really is."
"Okay."
She refused to believe it. How could there be no such person? Could this Isabella have just appeared out of thin air?
——
At Radiant University.
A crowd gathered in front of the electronic bulletin board at the lab building.
"Public criticism notice? What's going on?"
"Class of '89 Physics Department, Saskia..."
"It's actually Saskia!"
"What did Saskia do?"
"Maliciously deleted experimental data from Isabella's computer. Although no serious consequences resulted, due to the vile nature of the act, this public criticism is hereby issued..."
"Saskia deleted Isabella's experimental data? Why? Aren't they working on the experiment together? Why would she do that?"
"Tampering with a team member's computer on the last day to submit the lab report—she was trying to make the whole group's efforts go to waste."
"What's the reason?"
"I'm guessing it's because of Delmar."
"What does this have to do with Delmar?"
"Saskia likes Delmar. I heard Isabella likes Delmar too. Plus, Isabella is so pretty—how could Saskia not feel threatened?"
"Still... isn't this kind of low?"
"..."
Saskia didn't know what had happened yet. She and Isolde had just left the dorm, heading to the first-floor hall of the lab building to select experimental tasks.
All along the way, people kept glancing at Saskia, pointing and whispering, their expressions varied.
Saskia naturally sensed this strange atmosphere.
She pressed her lips together, not knowing what had happened.
Some of the looks directed at her were full of contempt, some carried disdain, and most showed disgust.
What was going on?
Just then, several girls approached from the opposite direction—people Saskia knew.
"Saskia, you're really a celebrity now. Only two weeks into the semester and you've already earned yourself a public criticism notice." They looked at Saskia with smiles, but their expressions were mocking. "To compete for a guy, you really went all out."
Saskia's expression changed. "What are you talking about?"
"You don't know? At the entrance to the first floor of the lab building, on the electronic criticism board, your name is right there!"
After their lips curved into a mocking smile, they walked away.
Saskia was stunned.
She immediately ran toward the lab building.
Sure enough.
A bunch of people were gathered there watching the drama.
From a distance, Saskia could clearly see the content on the electronic criticism board, and the color drained completely from her face.
"Look, Saskia's here!"
Someone shouted.
Everyone immediately turned their eyes to Saskia.
"Saskia, did you really do this?"
"Saskia, they're all saying you like Delmar and got jealous, so you targeted Isabella. Is it true?"
"Even so, you shouldn't have secretly deleted data from her computer. Who taught you to do this?"
"Exactly. Saskia, I didn't expect you to be so scheming."
"..."
These voices were mocking, questioning, and disdainful.
Saskia's whole body trembled, her face pale, feeling like her legs could barely hold her up.
"It's not like that, I'm not like that..." Her voice shook, her eyes reddening.
Isolde hadn't expected things to develop to this point either. She could only quickly pull Saskia away from the center of the crowd.
Back in the dorm, Saskia felt cold all over, her face deathly pale.
She sat curled up on the sofa with her knees drawn up, her eyes blank and vacant.
It was over.
She had still received the public criticism.
Now everyone knew what she'd done.
She had become a laughingstock.
"Saskia..." Isolde wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to start.
Saskia burst into tears. "How did this happen? I just deleted Isabella's data, that's all. Over such a small thing, why won't Isabella let me go? Why does she have to ruin me?"
Isabella was truly vicious!
Isolde also felt that Saskia was pretty unlucky.
After all, she also felt that no matter how you looked at it, this matter wasn't serious enough to warrant a public criticism.
But it had happened anyway.
There was no way to undo it now.
——
On the other side.
Isabella kept hearing "Isabella likes Delmar" and "Isabella is competing with Saskia for Delmar" coming from the mouths of the onlookers.
She frowned.
Kennedy beside her couldn't help but speak up: "Isabella, who started this rumor?"
Now almost everyone believed that Saskia did this because Isabella also liked Delmar.
This was really strange, since Isabella had neither confessed to Delmar nor shown any signs of liking him.
"I don't know."
Isabella shook her head and calmly looked away.
Isabella and Kennedy didn't linger and left the entrance of the lab building.
Not far away, Delmar stared at Isabella's slender figure, a smile of interest playing at the corners of his mouth.
He would get a taste of Isabella sooner or later.
——
At the Powell family castle.
"Ms. Powell, someone is tracing your phone number."
A tall, thin man wearing glasses entered the main hall and spoke to Gwyneth.
Hearing this, Gwyneth raised her eyes slightly. "Is that so?"
"Should we capture that person? He's going to such lengths to trace your number—he must have some ulterior motive. He might do something that harms the Powell family's interests."
Gwyneth shook her head lightly. "No need, and don't stop him either."
"If she wants to investigate, let her investigate."
She already knew who it was.
She really hadn't expected Sable to still not give up.
Was Sable planning to find out her address and then come for revenge?
Gwyneth toyed with her fingers, a faint coldness appearing in her eyes.