Chapter 41 Wade Isn’t That Weak!
Una froze, her whole body tensing as she nced nervously at Tilda.
Tilda was just about to say something when Russell’s sharp eyes cut through the cafeteria crowd andnded straight on her.
Without a second of pause, he marched right at her.
The students nearby panicked, quickly stepping aside. Some even pulled out their phones, excited to catch the drama. <fn14a4> Checktest chapters at f?ndnovel</fn14a4>
When Russell saw Tilda still sitting there calmly eating, his anger snapped.
“Eat? You’re still in the mood to eat, huh?”
With one furious move, he flipped her entire tray.
Food ttered to the ground and sshed all over Tilda’s and Una’s pants.
“Oh, no
Una, who wore a skirt with pure white tights that day, flinched as gravy sttered on her stockings. The sting hurt.
Tilda’s face turned cold in an instant.
She mmed her palm on the table and shot to her feet.
“Russell, what the hell is wrong with you?!”
Russell never expected his daughter to curse him to his face. “H–how dare you talk <i>to </i>me like that! Think you’re all grown now? Think you’ve got wings strong enough to fly?”
But Tilda ignored himpletely. She turned to Una, her voice soft with concern. “Una, you okay?”
“I’m fine… just got burned a little by the gravy…
But Una was clearly more worried about Tilda.
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Russell hade in ready to fight–exactly as she’d feared.
“Dad!”
Howard shoved through the crowd, rushing over and grabbing Russell’s arm before things got worse.
“Dad, calm down! This is Orica University. You can’t make a scene here. If you’ve got something to say, then say it properly…
“Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down? Wade’s still unconscious in the infirmary! And it’s all because of
her!
Russell’s re stabbed into Tilda, as if she were his enemy, not his own blood.
Tilda’s brow twitched
Wade <i>is </i>unconscious<i>? </i>
<i>Hah </i>
Pathetic
He fainted from a few words? <i>He </i>can’t <i>even </i>handle that?
I endured <i>years </i><i>of </i>abuse from the Jensons without breaking.
And Wade <i>can’t </i>even stand a <i>little </i>humiliation?
Chapter 41 Wade Isn’t That Weak!
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“What? Wade’s … ?”
Even Una froze, confused.
<i>Didn’t </i><i>Tilda </i><i>just </i><i>say </i><i>it </i><i>was </i><i>nothing</i><i>? </i>
<i>So </i><i>why </i><i>did </i><i>Wade </i><i>copse</i><i>? </i>
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“And what does that have to do with me, Russell? You’re using me of beating Wade unconscious?”
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“You wouldn’t dare! You’re too scared to even touch him! But K said it herself–after meeting you, Wade fainted. Clive dragged him back to the infirmary!”
“So tell me what the hell did you do to Wade? He ended up like this because of you, and you owe me an exnation!”
Russell’s face was red with fury, his chest heaving, and his handsome features twisted in rage.
If looks could kill, Tilda would’ve been dead already.
“Dad… everyone, stop recording! Delete those videos and get out!”
Howard, trained as a soldier, knew one thing for sure: If this mess got online, the Jensons‘ reputation would be destroyed.
Seeing as he couldn’t get Russell to back down, he tried to shove people back, grab their phones, and delete the videos they had taken.
It was impossible to get them all, but thankfully, campus security came rushing in, protective of Jenson Group’s sponsorship.
“Why chase them out? Got something to hide?”
Tilda knew exactly what Howard was up to. But she wasn’t going to let the Jenson’s cover it
She stepped forward, her voice cold and clear, echoing straight into every phone camera.
“I don’t know why Wade fainted. But I’ll tell you why he came to me.
up and walk
away
clean.
“Everyone here knows I broke Wade’s record today. I solved Professor Manning’s program.
“And that’s why Wade came to me.
“Then he ended up passing out. Maybe his pride couldn’t take the fact that I defeated him. That’s why he copsed.”
Gasps spread through the crowd.
The moment they heard it, it made sense.
Everyone knew Wade-+he was arrogant, worshipped as the best programming genius Orica University had ever seen.
But that title, which he’d only held for two years, had just been crushed by Tilda in a clear, undeniable victory.
And Tilda wasn’t just any student. She <b>was </b>the Jensons‘ real daughter, the one they found after 19 years. She was Wade’s little sister.
For an older brother like Wade, that humiliation must’ve been unbearable.
Howard’s face twisted. The damage was done. No matter what, the Jensons‘ pride was gone.
He hadn’t expected Tilda to go this far–she was ruthless, not leaving Wade or the family a shred of dignity.
Shut up! Tilda! Wade isn’t that weak! He’s my son–I know him better than anyone!”
But as Russell’s voice dropped, a flicker of panic shed across his rage.
Back then, even if Wade had fainted, Russell would never have lost control like this.