Chapter 4

Hearing Vivian, I narrowed my eyes. Her expression darkened.

"You were the one who got me expelled from school, weren't you?"

"If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have sent me abroad, and Lucas wouldn't have been forced to marry you."

"Evelyn, did you know? I spent three whole years abroad, plotting revenge against that snitch, until Lucas told me the truth."

Vivian slammed her Grantd on the table. "Evelyn! I've waited for this day for so long!"

Even as Vivian's arrogance filled the room, I maintained a faint smile.

"You're right, I reported you."

"But I don't think I was wrong. You were always causing trouble, fighting, even breaking someone's leg."

"For people like you, I report every time without hesitation."

Vivian's face twisted in rage. "I admire your arrogance."

"Evelyn, do you know why I called you back?"

"This isn't just a class reunion. I'm here for revenge."

Vivian snapped her fingers, and a dozen well-built men in black burst into the private booth. They looked ready for a fight.

I leaned back, tapping my fingers on the table. "Vivian, this is your last cGrantce. Think it over."

"If you touch me today, you won't be able to Grantdle the consequences."

"Even if you have the entire Harrington family backing you..."

The sycopGrantts around us erupted in laughter.

"Did you hear that? Evelyn thinks the Harrington family wouldn't dare cross her."

"This is the funniest thing I've ever heard. A nobody challenging the elite Harrington family from the capital!"

My former classmates quickly took sides, verbally attacking me to curry favor with Vivian.

Lucas joined in. "Evelyn, what are you shouting about? Look in the mirror and see what you're like."

"Forget Vivian, anyone here could put you in your place."

I took a deep breath and slowly removed my wedding ring.

"Lucas, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

"As for Vivian, she'll pay for her actions today."

Vivian sneered. "You? Make me pay?"

"I'm in charge here. Even if I beat you to death, no one would dare arrest me."

The crowd burst into laughter again. Seeing the familiar faces, I felt a profound sense of disappointment.

Is this what they call classmate camaraderie?

I was a top student, but I never felt superior. I always answered questions patiently. Now, all I get is mockery and disdain.

They don't deserve to be called "classmates"!

Seeing me silent, Vivian thought I was afraid, becoming even more brazen.

"Stupid woman, either kowtow and apologize in front of the class, and we'll let it go."

"Or get your legs broken and crawl out."

My eyes turned cold. "Vivian, you've crossed the line too many times. Do you really think you're untouchable?"

Instead of backing down, Vivian got even more arrogant.

"Look at the men behind me. Any one of them could knock you down."

"Quit pretending. Even if the king himself came, you'd still have to kneel!"

Just then, the booth door opened, and a large man entered.

Vivian quickly adjusted her clothes and greeted him with a fawning smile.

"Mr. Carter, what brings you here?"

Hearing her call him that, everyone turned pale. Lucas retreated to a corner.

I remained seated, fingers tapping the table.

Mr. Carter scanned the room, and everyone fell silent.

He spoke slowly, "Whose Porsche is parked outside?"

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Everyone turned to look at me. Vivian looked like she wanted to punch me.

"Evelyn, are you deaf? Mr. Carter is talking to you! How can you sit there unmoving?"