"My sister told me no one was in her room, so I believed her. But now, there's a swarm of journalists here... Sis, why not open the door and clear your name? Otherwise, who knows what tomorrow's headlines will be..."
While subtle, it cleverly set expectations for tomorrow's news.
Chloe scoffed, "I never said that Chase was in my room. I don't owe you any proof. The only witness's testimony is inconsistent and there's no evidence. If they dare to write nonsense, I'll sue them for defamation."
At this, the journalists all wore awkward expressions.
Keira gritted her teeth!
What a crafty bitch!
"Chase?" The principle pondered for a moment, the name sounding familiar. Suddenly, realization hit and he glared at Chloe.
"He was in the piano competition... You're involved with Chase? That's... That's shameless!"
Chloe coldly responded:
"Watch your mouth, I've told you, I have nothing to do with him."
Her icy gaze silenced everyone in the room.
Seeing her cold eyes, the principle felt a tremor in his heart, swallowing uneasily. Being intimidated by a former student was a severe blow to his ego.
"Mr. Principle, there might be some misunderstanding..."
Keira glanced at the principle and murmured. The principle was furious, exclaiming:
Chloe stood aside, not stopping the principle.
Keira looked at Chloe, a mix of glee and provocation on her face.
But then, Chloe started to laugh.
Keira suddenly tensed up as the sound of the room card swiping echoed, and the door was forcibly opened.
All the journalists rushed forward, flooding into the room, their first instinct to furiously snap pictures.
However, within seconds, they gradually lowered their cameras, exchanging bewildered glances.
"What..."
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