Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Briar wasn’t sure what the expressions of the other people at the school gate were, but she knew that Beatrice,

who had been ignored by her - and Ashton, must have looked pretty gloomy.

Briar had seen the Jennings family’s arriving from a distance, but Beatrice only got out of the car when she saw

Briar and Ashton walking

to the school entrance.

Beatrice must have been waiting

And Ashton, who was as shrewd as he

on purpose. Briar wasn’t buying that for her lies.

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was even less likely to give Beatrice a chance to get close. He probably had already marked her

as someone to keep at a distance the moment she started heading their way.

“Just go to class. Don’t overthink it. By the tyou're done with your lesson, everything will be fine,” Ashton

said, escorting Briar all the way to the Traditional Medicine Department's lab building and trying to usher her

inside.

Briar chuckled, “Ashton, I'm not a kid anymore. If there's really something going on, you don’t have to hide it

from me.”

Ashton’s tone was just like the way her two uncles used to coax her when she was little.

“Is there anything more important than your studies? Just listen and go to class,” he insisted, still trying to push

her into the building and standing there as if he wouldn't leave until he saw her go in.

Briar couldn’t argue, so she waved at Ashton and went inside. Through the closed glass windows, she could still

see Ashton’s determined gaze fixed on her.

A faint sense of warmth and gratitude welled up in her heart. It felt really nice to be cared for and looked after

like this.

She waved back at Ashton through the window and received a smile in return before quickly heading into the

office.

She wasn't early, and most people were already there except for Mia. A few of the guys were huddled together,

so engrossed in whatever they were looking at that they didn’t even notice Briar coming in.

Then she heard Mason slam the table and curse, “Those damn busybodies with nothing better to do. This kind of

message is obviously fake, and they still dare to post it on the forum? Are they looking for/trouble?”

“We all know it’s fake, but you never know who might believe it. Scroll down to the comments; speople are

already starting to stir things up,” said Ted, who had his arm around Mason.

Charle sighed, “Yeah, the public opinion has already been swayed. By the twe get back from our 8 a.m.

class, the comments section is going to be a mess again.”

Thomas, who was also with the group, had a more indifferent reaction. “If it gets really bad, we could ask Prince

Frankie to talk to the student council president again and get it removed.”

Frank, who was surrounded by everyone, coughed uncomfortably. “I'll definitely talk to him, but | just saw him

yesterday. If | go again today, it might seem a bit-" he trailed off, but the difficulty in his tone was clear.

James and Karl stood together, not joining in the discussion.

Briar made a bit of noise on purpose to get their attention. When they turned to look at her, she asked, “Good

morning, what are you all looking at? So many people gathered here.”

Frank instinctively locked his phone screen and stuffed it into his pocket. The look he gave Briar was almost

sympathetic. “Good morning. It’s nothing, just chatting casually.”

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Briar had it pretty rough. She had just arrived at Shoneport University and was already being targeted by so

many people.

And thinking that all this was because of him, Frank felt even more guilty.

“Yeah, just chatting. Briar, you're pretty early today,” Nicholas said awkwardly, waving at Briar,

Briar’'s gaze swept over their faces, and she saw the embarrassment in their eyes. She just nodded. “Yeah, |

cright on tto avoid being

late.”

Mia walked in at that moment, and without even sparing Briar a glance, she walked past her and said, “Good

morning, everyone.

“Good morning,” everyone replied, effectively moving past the awkward atmosphere.

Their 8 a.m. class that day was a practical session in the lab building with Jewell.

Jewell had a habit of arriving five minutes early to take attendance. Anyone who was absent or late would be

noted, and if anyone was noted three times in a row, they would lose the chance to take the exam for that

course this semester.

So, they all quickly grabbed their books and notebooks and headed to the lab.

It was Briar’s first day in Jewell’s class, and she had brought everything she needed and even took the tto

organize snotes last night. Her attitude was very serious.

But Briar never expected that shortly after Jewell started taking attendance, he began to pick on her, asking her

a bunch of advanced professional academic questions that were way beyond the syllabus.

If she had been a typical freshman who didn’t know anything, she would have been completely fooled.

When Briar was called on for the sixth tby Jewell, who had just finished asking a question meant for a senior

majoring in the subject and was waiting with a smug expression for her answer, she couldn't help but laugh in

frustration.

Briar fearlessly met Jewell’s gaze and called him out. “Professor Morphew, if you have a problem with me, just

say it. There's no need to use these childish tactics to try to bringdown.”

Frank, who had been about to step in to help Briar, looked at her in surprise. He hadn't expected her to be so

bold and confront Jewell head-

on.

‘Doesn’t she worry that Jewell will take it personally and dock her grades?’ he thought.

AD