How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 143

Blanche realized that Eddy had been doggedly investigating every detail of the helicopter explosion. She was grateful she'd taken her mother's advice and never told him about being recruited by the Director-General.

When she first arrived in Novandria, Eddy had donated an entire building to Ivycrest University for her sake. At just seventeen, Blanche was admitted by special exception, instantly becoming Eddy's fellow alum.

Everyone assumed she had gotten in through connections. The scorn she felt from others was palpable.

Determined to prove her worth, she signed up for a prestigious computer science competition and walked away with first prize.

That victory caught the attention of the Director-General, who handpicked her for recruitment and quietly concealed her true achievements.

Originally, she'd meant to tell Eddy everything.

But her mother had stopped her.

Her mother explained that the only reason they'd managed to extricate themselves so cleanly after Pollock's betrayal was because they kept critical matters tightly under wraps. The more important the secret, the fewer people should know.

Her mother never included Pollock in any major business decisions.

She'd spoken those words with calm detachment, but the pain in her eyes was unmistakable—the pain of betrayal that cut to the bone.

Now Blanche stood before the towering twin buildings. The one on the left was donated by Eddy for her nine years ago; the one on the right, for Jeannette just four years back.

Staring at the two identical structures—one old, one new—standing side by side and collectively called the Twin Towers, Blanche felt a surge of disgust.

She made her way to the president's office, intent on reclaiming the building her husband had donated.

"Mrs. Simmons, you're one of our most esteemed honorary alumni. How can you make such a rash decision? Am I supposed to tear down the building and hand it back to you? People would laugh if word got out." The university president's tone was stern and more than a little annoyed.

Blanche met his gaze, unflinching. "My husband donated that building, but it's our joint property. I have every right to reclaim it."

The president's expression shifted, caught off guard.

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