Chapter 7

“Why is it you?!” Allison’s voice rose in shock, “That earring, is it really yours?!”

At this point, denial was meaningless.

I remained silent.

Allison broke down instantly: “I was just curious about what secret my uncle was hiding in the car, so I made an excuse to sneak back, only to find out… it was you!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ethan sensed something was wrong and quickly turned back.

His brows were tightly knit, clearly indicating that Allison was in big trouble.

But I had no intention of getting involved in their family affairs.

I said to Ethan, “You explain,” and then left without looking back.

I don’t know what Ethan said to Allison afterward.

For the next three days, I didn’t see Allison on campus and managed to avoid trouble for the time being.

The next time I saw her name was in an official email from the school.

Allison had received severe punishment.

Due to confirmed cheating in the SAT exam and unauthorized deletion of surveillance records, the school decided to revoke her graduation qualification and placed her on probation for a year.

The whole school was in an uproar.

Even Ethan Sterling couldn’t help?

Soon, an even more explosive piece of news spread: the disciplinary decision was made under pressure from Ethan Sterling himself!

The school initially wanted to handle it quietly, as it would damage their reputation if it got out.

But Ethan personally led a technical team to recover the deleted surveillance data.

It was eventually confirmed that the person in the exam room that day was a girl who resembled Allison.

The substitute test-taker, seeing the situation exposed, had no choice but to confess.

After the announcement, I was called to the department head’s office.

As soon as I entered, the professors who used to ignore me all wore almost fawning smiles.

“Avila, it was wrong of us to blame you before.”

“Thanks to your report, we were able to correct the misconduct on campus.”

“Avila, the college has decided to award you the ‘Dean’s Honor List’ title, what do you think?”

What kind of show was this?

I looked around and saw Ethan sitting on the sofa, and I understood.

These professors weren’t sincerely apologizing to me.

They were putting on a show for Ethan Sterling.

Ethan nudged Allison, who was standing beside him with a defeated look: “You too, apologize.”

Allison glared at me with resentment:

“Avila Winters, I’m sorry… not!”

She suddenly raised her voice, hoping to attract all the students passing by outside to watch.

“I want to report too! Avila Winters is scheming and seducing my uncle!

“I saw with my own eyes, she got out of my uncle’s car!”