The woman had a cruel and proud look about her. She took Ophelia into her arms and began examining her, as if making sure Ophelia hadn't been injured.

"Ophelia, sweetheart! Who bullied you?" The woman asked worriedly.

Now that Ophelia's backup was here, she immediately gestured at Aubrey and me and complained, "Those two, Mom! This girl, Aubrey Keller, tried to steal my spot in the student exchange program, and she even has her sister backing her up! Her sister even said we weren't following the university's rules!"

The woman immediately grew angry. "How dare they? Who dares accuse us Keatons of disobeying the rules here in Centuria?"

She eyed me with disdain and continued, "You should feel blessed that my daughter Ophelia wants to join the student exchange program!

"Who are you two girls compared to the mighty Keaton family? What right do you have to fight with us over this?"

The woman then paused before saying proudly, "Do you know who I am? I'm Anastasia White, wife of Centuria's wealthiest man and chairman of Ad Astra Inc.—Tristan Keaton!

"Ophelia is the Keaton family's sole heiress! Anyone who dares go against Ophelia is making an enemy of the entirety of Ad Astra Inc.! Do you really have what it takes to go against us?"

"Wife of Centuria's wealthiest man?" Suspicion grew in my heart as I continued gazing at this stranger. I did not know Anastasia at all.

My mother, Christine, was a classy and elegant woman born into a noble family. She never dressed up so extravagantly nor used such a foul tone to speak to others. Did Tristan really get himself a mistress?

The thought sent chills up my spine.

Anastasia then pointed at Aubrey and spat venomously at Samuel, "I hereby declare that this student exchange program spot belongs to Ophelia!

"Anyone who dares question it is declaring war against the Keaton family! I demand the two of you apologize to Ophelia right now!"

Ophelia clung onto Anastasia's arm and said gleefully, "Mom, an apology isn't enough at all. We have to make them kneel!"

Anastasia caressed Ophelia's hair, nodding. "Ophelia is right. The two of you must kneel and apologize, or else I won't let the matter go!"

"In your dreams!" Aubrey cried, trembling from anger. Though she was introverted, she was also very defiant and strong.

"Still acting tough, are we?" Ophelia took out her phone again and made another call. She really was pissed off now. "Dad, you need to come to my uni right now!

"Mom and I are being pushed over like nobody's business! We're going to be eating dust if you don't come to our aid!"

Ophelia then grinned happily, hanging up the call.

Ten minutes later, someone barged into the teachers' office. Aubrey and I froze to the spot the moment we saw who it was.