In Justin''s office, Paul swaggered in, nked by his parents. As soon as he saw Wendy and Halsey, freshly cleaned up, he couldn''t help but feel a twinge of attraction.


    Wendy''s face, soft and pale, looked as if it had been carved from ss. She had a purity about her that was hard to ignore. He was still very much interested in making Wendy his girlfriend.


    Sienna had only told him to make trouble for Wendy, not to make her his girlfriend. Paul couldn''t understand why, with everything he had-his charm, his wealth– Wendy wouldn''t be interested. He had no problem with her humble beginnings; what gave her the right to reject him?


    When he parked his fancy car under the girls'' dorm, he was used to seeing women fawning over him. He didn''t understand Wendy''s resistance.


    With a sly grin, Paul sneered, "Wendy, are you scared? You''ve only been at vendale University for two days, and now you''re about to be kicked out. Maybe we can still work something out if you apologize to me now."


    Urs grabbed Paul''s arm. "Paul, she beat you up like that. Don''t let her get away with it. We should make sure she gets kicked out of vendale University!"


    Frank turned to Justin. "Mr. Morton, how do you intend to handle this?"


    Before Justin could speak, Wendy calmly said, "Mr. Morton what should we do if a bully at school is sexually harassing female students and threatening their safety?"


    Paulughed, dismissing her question. "Wendy, are you really using me of sexual harassment? Do you have any proof?"


    He was certain she couldn''t prove anything.


    Then Wendy slowly pulled out her phone and yed a video. It was aplete recording: from Paul and hisckeys appearing on the scene to the moment they grabbed Wendy and Halsey. The entire incident was captured clearly.


    Paul''s face drained of color. "You recorded it?"


    Wendy gave a small, confident smile. "Mr. Paul, you were asking for prove, and that''s what you got.''


    11


    Paul stood there, stunned. He had never expected Wendy to quietly record the video.


    Wendy''s bright, piercing gaze locked onto him. Her eyes shone with intelligence and sharpness.


    Justin was furious and barked, “Paul, so you led a group to harass female students and started the trouble. Now, you''re trying to y the victim after losing the fight?"


    Paul stood there, wishing Justin would stop bringing up his embarrassing defeat.


    Halsey, who had been silently watching, couldn''t help but smirk: "Mr. Morton, I think the best course of action is to call the police."


    "No! Don''t call the police!" Urs immediately jumped to her feet, clearly worried about her son''s record.


    Wently raised an eyebrow. "Aren''t you trying to get us kicked out of vendale University?"


    Frank waved his hand dismissively. "We were just kidding! Let''s just drop it. Forget this ever happened!"


    He grabbed Paul by the arm and started pulling him out of the office.


    Paul was still fuming and whined, "Dad, wouldn''t that mean I just took a beating for nothing?"


    Frank smacked him on the head. "Shut up!"


    With that, Frank and Urs dragged Paul out of the room.


    The farce was over. Halsey gave Wendy a thumbs-up, and Wendy beamed back at her, shing a radiant smile. Outside, Stanley had been watching the entire scene unfold Zayn stood behind him and grinned. "Looks like Mrs. Hawk had a trick up her sleeve!"


    Then, with a smirk, Zayn muttered, "That Paul sure has guts. He thought he could just make Mrs. Hawk his girlfriend? What a joke."


    Zayn turned to Stanley. "Mr. Hawk, you''ve misunderstood Mrs. Hawk."


    Yes, Stanley had misunderstood her.


    She wasn''t disobedient. She didn''t pick a fight. She was just trying to protect herself. Paul was to me for having targeted her.


    Stanley looked at Wendy, who was smiling brightly at Halsey, her energy so alive and vibrant.