I didn't have class the next day, and I woke up at nine o'clock.

I picked up my phone and saw more than 99 WhatsApp messages and more than 20 missed calls.

I thought it was Gerald harassing me again, but it was actually Jack Pascall, my dad.

I immediately called him back.

He said on the phone in a broken voice that he had been waiting for me at the school gate for three hours, wanting to take me to a big meal and make up for my birthday.

I was overjoyed and immediately got out of bed, washed up, and changed clothes to go out.

The Rolls-Royce at the school gate was very eye-catching and attracted many onlookers.

I pushed through the crowd and saw Dad leaning against the car door, smoking a cigar.

He saw me and waved at me with a smile, saying, "Baby, I'm here! Come here!"

I sighed helplessly and got in the car.

As soon as I got in the car, he asked me, "I heard you have a boyfriend. Aren't you gonna introduce him to me?"

I smiled and said, "We broke up."

He insisted on asking me for the reason, and I briefly told him.

After I finished speaking, he looked at me with a serious expression on his face.

"Baby, stay away from people like him from now on.

"I'm not saying that I've been working hard, but remember this. I work hard to earn money so that you and your mom can have a great life. Whether it's now or in the future, I won't allow you to sacrifice your quality of life for a man. My money is enough for you to live a worry-free life forever, understand?"

I nodded, wanting to cry.

Dad took me to a fancy restaurant to eat, and we were enjoying our meal when suddenly my phone rang.

It was Myra.

Just as I picked up the phone, her anxious voice came through.

"Sibley, check the school forum and the school group chat. Someone is spreading rumors about you."

I immediately clicked on the forum and saw a photo of me in the Rolls-Royce on the homepage.

A line of words all in capitals in red said, "Shocking! Sibley Pascall, the beauty of the Art Department, is actually kept by an old man."

In the school WhatsApp group, Gerald posted something.

He twisted the truth and said that I looked down on him, that I was vain, and that I sold my body for money.

He also said that he truly loved me, and even though I broke up with him for an old man, he wouldn't mind.

He said he would definitely pull me back from the wrong path.

His words completely made me laugh.

Dad was a sophisticated businessman, and of course, he noticed my expression.

He asked me, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

I didn't want him to worry.

So, I put away my phone and said with a smile, "Nothing. I had a quarrel with my friends."

I could handle it.

After the meal, Dad gave me a card and hurried back to see my mom.

He had been on a business trip abroad for more than a month and had been missing my mom sick.

But he still came to me first. Guessed I mattered to him too.

By the time I returned to school, I had become famous.

Though not in a good way.

From the school gate to the dorm, countless people were pointing fingers at me.

Some of them who despised the rich even mocked me out loud.

"Is that Sibley Pascall? She's so shameless. What a disgrace!"

"I don't even wanna admit I'm in the same department as her."

"Let's ask the principal to expel her together."

I ignored them.

My parents had taught me since I was young to control my emotions no matter when.

And whenever I was confronting my enemies, I had to take down the leader first.

As long as I found the main culprit who spread rumors about me, those people would naturally go away.

When I returned to the dorm, I found no one there.

I opened the locker to put my things in but was shocked to find that my Chanel bag, which my mom bought for me, was gone and had been replaced by a cheap black canvas bag.

Just at this moment, Daphne came back.

She avoided my gaze, and the guilt on her face was more than obvious.

I was furious. I pushed her heavily against the door, grabbed her collar, and asked in a sinister and cold voice, "Where is my bag?"

"How... How would I know?"

She stubbornly refused to admit it.

I was so angry that I burst into laughter.

"You won't admit it, will you?

"Very well. I hope you stick to your story when the cops get here."

After I finished speaking, I took out my phone and called the police.

She obviously panicked and wanted to leave, but I blocked the door.

So, she climbed onto the bed and hid under the blanket.

Although her voice was low, I could still hear her making a phone call.

One minute later, my phone rang.

It was Gerald.

From hearing Daphne on the phone, I already knew what was going on.

After answering the call, Gerald yelled at me over the phone like a barking dog.

"Sibley, it's just a bag. Do you really need to call the police?"

I sneered and asked him, "So, you instructed Daphne to steal my bag?"

"Steal? No! That wasn't stealing! I'm your boyfriend, and I have the right to control your expenses. A bag that costs 10,000 dollars is enough to cover the living expenses of many students for four years of college. I took the bag for your own good.

"You are a girl, you will get married sooner or later. Girls should know to be thrifty and frugal."

Even though I had a good temper, I couldn't help but get angry when I heard his words.

"Gerald, you're crazy! I have plenty of money, and I can spend it however I want.

"I can shower in money if that's what I want. It's none of your damn business. Stop meddling in my affairs!

"And, we have already broken up.

"The cops will be here soon. I suggest you wait at the girls' dorm so as not to waste the police's time to get you."

A few minutes after I hung up the phone, the police arrived.

To my surprise, Gerald stopped the police downstairs.

He said to the police fawningly, "Sorry. My girlfriend made the call. We were having a fight, and she called you out of anger. I'm so sorry for wasting your time.

"I'll talk to her. You may leave."

I seriously thought he was a retard.

He was a college student. And he was actually so ignorant of the laws!