Jenny Shaw, my roommate and belle of the campus, had been stealing my skincare products for four whole years.

She even used them to fake a wealthy and beautiful persona, becoming a million-follower influencer and bagging a wealthy heir.

Right before our graduation defense, her face suddenly erupted in severe lesions, completely disfigured.

Jenny immediately accused me, claiming that I was jealous and vicious enough to lace the skincare products with poison!

In an instant, I was branded online as the Poison Queen and a dangerous figure.

Facing the police, I simply smiled at them and showed them my thesis.

[Molecular Deconstruction Analysis of Herbal Medicinal Materials: Skin Regeneration and Reconstruction.]

"Poisoning you? That's like a pot calling the kettle black. But thanks for providing me with experimental data!"

A day before our graduation defense, Jenny Shaw, my roommate and the belle of the campus, suddenly started a live stream.

As a popular influencer with over a million followers, her stream was instantly flooded with viewers.

[Jenny, my diva! You're back! You've been gone for half a month!]

[Jenny is a scholar at Queenstown University. She must be busy preparing her graduation defense!]

The next second, the comment section exploded.

[OMG! What on earth happened to your face!]

In the live stream, Jenny was on drips, lying in bed in the hospital. Her beautiful face was covered in horrifying blisters. More than half of them already ruptured, leaving a grotesque mess.

Anyone who saw her in the middle of the night would have thought that they saw a ghost!

I snickered silently, my fingers tapping rapidly across my thesis as lines of data filled the page.

Jenny burst into tears upon her followers' anxious questions.

"Half a month ago, my face suddenly started itching and swelling. It just kept getting worse until it became this! Even the doctors can't find out what the issue was."

A barrage of words of consolation and comfort poured in. Suddenly, someone asked in the comments.

[Could it be the skincare products you have been using every day? Jenny, could someone have tampered with it? Poison it?]

This instantly made Jenny freeze as her pupils constricted.

I knew she must be thinking of me.

After all, she was stealing my skincare products for the last four years!

When I first found out, I said nothing as I didn't want to cause a fallout with my roommate over such a trivial matter. But this only emboldened her.

She used more and more, even started putting on a fake wealthy persona, sharing her skincare routine daily.

Caviar masks were worth thousands. Collagen creams were worth tens of thousands.

Jenny used them as if she were painting walls, without the slightest bit of concern. This quickly gained her a wave of followers.

Once, after volunteering under the scorching sun, my face became severely allergic, peeling, and inflamed.

When I returned to the dorm to use my intensive repair cream, I found it completely gone, stolen by Jenny.

I had to endure a swollen face for an entire month, suffering endless ridicule.

When I confronted her, she mocked me instead.

"Do you think I'm afraid? I'm depressed! You'd better not upset me, or else I'll jump off a building!"

From then on, I began mixing my own experimental extracts into my skincare products.

If she stopped, nothing would have happened.

But unfortunately, Jenny only grew more brazen.

Over the past four years, she used those stolen skincare products to become a million-follower influencer. She was adored. She even started accepting ads, buying luxury clothes and bags, and even bagged herself a wealthy boyfriend.

From a tacky village girl, she transformed into the peak of her life.

In the live stream, the comments went wild.

[Jenny, call the cops! It must be someone close to you! Check your roommates!]

[That's right! Some tramp must be jealous that Jenny is rich and beautiful, so they secretly poisoned you!]

At that moment, screams came from my dorm. I looked over to see that my other two roommates were also watching the live stream.

They were Jenny's loyal lackeys.

After receiving a few free skincare and makeup products from her, they clung to her shamelessly, teaming up to exclude and isolate me.

Their faces were also starting to show early signs of disfiguration.

They immediately took screenshots of the livestream and posted them on the university forum, sparking heated discussion.

[Damn! All three roommates' faces have been destroyed. Only Eve Green's is fine. It's clear who was the one who poisoned them!]

[Pfft! She always looks like she's better than everyone else and is focused only on her studies. Who knew she was privately so jealous and malicious!]

When Jenny's lackeys saw the other comments accusing me, they fanned the flames by saying how I usually liked to make things difficult for Jenny, not letting her stream in the room.

It went on to the point where they started spreading rumors about me pining for Jenny's wealthy boyfriend. How I poisoned Jenny and disfigured her because I couldn't get him.

I sneered.

Ever since Jenny became an influencer, she was skipping classes and giving up on her education. Her live streams were so disruptive that I couldn't study or do my homework.

Was I in any way wrong for just reminding her a couple of times?

As for her brainless boyfriend, who only got into our school because his father was the chairman, how could I possibly fall for him?

At that thought, I logged into my account and sent out a statement.

[All of this has nothing to do with me! If there are any further slanderous rumors, I'll save them as evidence and report to the police!]

This somehow provoked everyone even more.

[I remember Eve Green spends all year in the lab extracting materials, right? She definitely has the means to poison someone!]

[Reporting to the police? You should be arrested first!]

I was so furious that I chuckled before hitting back.

[Those accusing me of poisoning, show actual evidence. If not, just shut up!]

At that, the students started to cool down a little. Some even started standing up for me.

[All those who accused Eve before even getting to the bottom of this are the embarrassment of Queenstown University!]

[Exactly! Everyone, just calm down! If she's innocent, then everyone here is an accomplice to injustice!]

Others pointed out that tomorrow was the graduation defense and that this wasn't the time to lose their heads.

[If you're arrested and miss out on your defense, you'll have to repeat another semester!]

However, all the reasonable advice was thrown out of the window by Jenny's boyfriend, Tony Jenson.

He wrote, [I'll reward anyone five million for evidence that Eve poisoned Jenny.]

The entire forum was lit ablaze.

[Damn! Five million! I wouldn't mind even staying on for three more semesters!]

[Tony Jenson in his usual element! How dominating and protective of Jenny he is! Jenny is one lucky girl to have a boyfriend like him!]

I could not help but roll my eyes.

What a clown.

Evidence? As if they could find any.

I closed the forum and returned to my thesis, adding the final data and patiently waiting for the defense the next day.

I believe that the truth will come to light once everyone sees my thesis.

However, right before I was about to head up on stage to present my thesis, Jenny, accompanied by a few police officers, barged in.

"Ms. Eve Green. Your roommate has accused you of poisoning her skincare products. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Jenny's face was wrapped in bandages, only showing her eyes, visibly in pain.

The other students and professors who saw her in such a miserable state showed her pity.

I chuckled and projected my thesis presentation on the big screen.

"Everyone, calm down. You'll understand once you see my thesis."

Over a hundred pages—

Detailing how, since freshman year, I extracted and analyzed toxic components from several herbs and recombined them.

Also, their long-term effect on healthy skin was a slow, continuous destruction that could lie dormant for up to four years, until reaching a critical point, before erupting into total decay and collapse.

And on the final pages, the supplementary evidence was unmistakable: screenshots of Jenny's face from the live stream!

At that moment, not just the students, but even the professors were stunned speechless.

Some angrily slammed the table in fury.

"Eve Green, how could you be so evil! You're a disgrace to Queenstown University!"

"Isn't your thesis a confession? You're the one who caused Jenny's disfigurement! You'll go to prison!"

"I propose that, in addition to criminal responsibility, the university should reject this thesis, expel her, and publicly denounce her!"

Students all around me erupted in excitement, jumping to their feet and applauding.

Satisfaction flickered in Jenny's eyes as she looked at me smugly and provocatively.

Tony, who was by her side, went forward and called out to his father, Richard Jenson, the chairman of the university.

He said to Richard, "Dad, of course, Eve Green should be punished. But because of her, Jenny can't even attend her graduation defense. Shouldn't she be compensated for it?"

Looking at their exchanging of glances, I knew they planned this all in advance.

Sure enough, Richard paused for two seconds before suggesting, "Why don't we exempt Jenny from the graduation defense altogether and directly recommend her for a postgraduate admission?"

The people around him nodded at him ingratiatingly, their faces filled with flattery.

"We agree!"

The students smiled too, claiming that justice might come late, but it will always arrive.

Some already secretly took their phones out to live-stream the entire incident, asking Jenny's fans to watch how she demanded justice.

The police officers walked over to me.

"Then, you'll have to come with us to the station!"

I calmly reached out my hand.

"Hold on a moment."

Rolling up my sleeve, I showed a small patch of decayed skin on my hand.

"Who said the data in my thesis came from experimenting on Jenny? This all came from me!"

I added, "As for the screenshots on the final page, I only added them yesterday after seeing her live stream. That's when I realized she was stealing and using my skincare products for four years, so I included it as supplementary material."

Everyone was baffled to see my exposed wound.

Jenny's eyes widened in bafflement, clearly also panicking a little.

"Impossible! You must have faked your injury yesterday to clear your name!"

I chuckled as I scrolled through my presentation, showing the photos of the progress of my skin on my arm. Each photo was labeled clearly with the time, location, and what I applied to that part of the skin.

"If you still don't believe me, you can search the security footage of the labs."

The police officers hesitated a little when they saw how confident I was. They turned to look at Jenny.

"Did you really steal and use Eve's experimental skincare products? Don't lie. Every word you say carries legal responsibility!"

Jenny denied vehemently, "It was Eve who secretly poisoned my skincare products!"

I was waiting for her to say that.

I instantly laughed.

"Jenny, the experimental skincare products that I came up with has a special smell. If I mixed it into your luxury skincare products, you would smell it immediately!

"You have used it for four whole years without realizing it. Could it be that you have never really used a real luxury brand and that you're just pretending to be rich, which is why you don't know about it?"

Facing my questions, everyone instantly looked at Jenny.

"Yes, don't you remember, when Jenny first appeared at the university, she was dark and looked very much like a country girl. It was only later that she slowly became beautiful!"

"Yes. In fact, I always thought that Eve looks better than her, but Eve is focused on her studies, so she doesn't care much about dressing up."

"So, the truth is that Jenny stole her rich roommate's skincare product, but stole the wrong one and ruined her face?"

Jenny froze on the spot, looking extremely frantic and anxious.