The next day, just as I arrived at the school gate, a leg with a sandbag tied to it kicked fiercely toward my chest with a force of about approximately 110 pounds. I reacted quickly and dodged it in a flash.

I pressed the high-voltage rod against the newcomer's leg, causing him to collapse on the ground in numbness.

Chaim Henley was Yesenia's protector. He had a big and strong fist. At this moment, he is screaming in pain, "Bitch, how dare you hit me!"

I waved the electric baton, "Justifiable defense! Dare to kick me, then you should taste the feeling of being electrocuted!"

He was incredibly stubborn, relentlessly insulting me with a barrage of derogatory names such as 'bastard,' 'bitch,' and even 'vampire'.

"It's you, the ungrateful person, who I kicked! If it weren't for Yesenia paying off your debts, you would have died countless times. You, a useless assistant, dare to act high and mighty! Yesterday, Yesenia was seriously ill, but you didn't care at all. Believe me, I'll go find Yesenia's brother and make you beggars! If it weren't for your damn luck, I would have taken your life yesterday!" He shouted.

"So, it was you who smashed the flowerpot!" I looked at him with a flat gaze. "But who told you that I'm just a useless assistant?"

"Yesenia, she said..."

Before Chaim could finish his words, Yesenia, who had been pretending to be quiet in the shadows, jumped out to stop him.

She pretended to speak softly to me, "Jessica, where have you been recently? I've been worried about you for several nights when you were sent back by different cars."

I had been working overtime at the company recently. Kenny cared about me and drove me home in different cars.

Yesenia didn't mention Kenny, only the cars. It seemed like I had relationships with different men every night.

Many students were coming to class, and they all pointed out and talked about me, using unbearable vulgar language.

Chaim spat on the ground in disgust, "Shameless bitch, you should be executed by firing squad!"

Harold continued, "This is an MBA program. With her here, it's a disgrace to the school and us! Let's find the principal and kick this troublemaker out!"

The crowd was furious and rushed towards the principal's office.

Yesenia stood up again to stop everyone, showing a face of pity for the people.

"Everyone, life should not be defined. Although Jessica is not good, we should allow her to reform herself," she said.

Everyone was moved by her words and praised her one after another.

"She is truly a philanthropist with a high vision!"

"Some people should stop being so despicable. Even though she is not worthy of taking the shoes of our philanthropist young lady, she should at least act like a decent human being!"

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This praise made Yesenia forget herself and look at me disdainfully, "Jessica, I can only help you this much. Go and apologize to Chaim quickly. How can you use an electric baton to harm our classmates?"

Chaim saw Yesenia standing up for him, and after a moment of surprise, he immediately let out a heavy snort! "You have committed the crime of maliciously injuring people. If you don't want to go to jail, kneel down quickly!"

Everyone around agreed with Chaim, and Yesenia kept urging me to recognize the situation and kneel down early to be relieved.

A sneer appeared on my face. Chaim's tuition fees were all donated by me. Where did he get the confidence to shout in front of me?

Seeing that I didn't kneel for a long time, Chaim felt that he had lost face in front of Yesenia. He took advantage of my unpreparedness and kicked my electric baton away.

A sharp and heavy stone hit the back of my head. The force was strong and fierce. He wanted to kill me!

I had learned martial arts abroad, so I easily avoided the stone and swung the arm of the person behind me, throwing him onto the sharp stone.

Harold, who attacked me, was in so much pain that he couldn't get up. Chaim picked up the electric baton and shocked me!

I twisted his wrist and pressed the electric baton against him, then kicked him onto Harold.

The two were shocked by the electricity, crying and screaming. No one dared to approach them.

The principal, Mary Bonney, hurriedly arrived and saw this scene, pounding his chest, and was furious, "Stop it right away! Is it embarrassing to fight at the school gate?"

Everyone blamed me for starting the fight, "Jessica came and showed off with an electric baton, shocking anyone who disagreed with her!"

"She often bullies and humiliates classmates, several rich men support her, and she stays out all night!"

The people present distorted the truth and quickly turned me into a materialistic and violent woman.

Mary looked at me sternly, "Jessica, is what everyone said true?"

I was about to explain, but she scolded me, "You skip class frequently, cause trouble as soon as you arrive, and completely ruin the school's atmosphere! The school doesn't need scum like you, you're expelled!"

I laughed angrily. The school was under great competition pressure and lacked funds. It would have gone bankrupt long ago without our family's financial and material support for poor students to attend school.

"Do you still have the nerve to kick me out?" I thought.

I was expelled, and Yesenia was the proudest. This way, no one knew her true identity.

But Yesenia still put on a kind and noble face, with a gentle tone, "Ms. Bonney, please give her another chance. Jessica's behavior is bad, and she has willingly fallen. It's not easy to have the opportunity to attend our school. We can't just..."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, causing everyone around her to feel sorry for her.

Blaming me for hurting Yesenia's feelings, Mary glared at me and turned to persuade Yesenia softly, "Yesenia, I know that you have a pure heart. But Jessica disrespects me and hurts innocent classmates. She is a troublemaker! For the sake of your face, let her write a ten-thousand-word self-criticism and then continue attending classes!"

Yesenia couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, hesitatingly saying, "Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Mary scolded me. "Hurry up and start writing! Yesenia went to bat for you, and you haven't even shown her your gratitude!!"

I interrupted her before she finished speaking, "I won't write the self-criticism or attend the school! Let whoever wants to stay in this dump, stay! I'm out!"

Mary was furious and angrily jumped up, "Get lost, go far away. The school will keep running just fine without you! A person who lacks ambition can only be a mediocre assistant for her whole life!"

When I first came in, my family didn't mention my identity.

Like everyone else, she believed Yesenia's words and treated me as a little assistant. She even educated me in many ways because I was being arrogant.

I explained, but she didn't listen at all.

At this moment, I smiled slightly.

"Without me, the school might really not be able to continue, huh?" I thought.