Chapter 5

I watched her coldly. “Since you don’t want to call the police, then deal with it yourself. High school students are busy; let’s not waste each other’s time.”

Dean Miller nodded. “That’s right. You decide. Call the police or find another way to resolve this. It’s up to you.”

Tiffany lowered her head, hesitant.

She’d caused a scene at the school gate, and many students had seen and heard it.

Word would spread like wildfire, and her story would quickly become public.

In a small town like ours, news travels fast. And for a girl to go through something like this… people would talk, her reputation would be ruined, making it impossible for her to have a normal life or find someone to settle down with. But worse than any of that, the whispers and rumors are what truly destroy a person.

After much thought, she nodded. “Alright. Call the police, then.”

After an investigation, I was just a passerby, not even a witness, and was immediately released.

But Tiffany screamed in the police station, “He must have seen the attacker! He didn’t help me; he just watched me get assaulted! He must be an accomplice; you can’t let him go!”

The officers exchanged glances, clearly thinking she was out of line.

“Alex Miller was just passing by, he wasn’t…”

Tiffany interrupted the officer frantically, “Don’t think he’s a good person just because he got into an Ivy League. He might be the attacker’s accomplice! They might have teamed up to assault me together! People like him should be locked up!”

She was completely irrational.

The officers shook their heads repeatedly. “Don’t overthink this. This is a police station; it’s a place of fairness and justice. You can’t just falsely accuse people or make wild guesses. Based on your statements, this incident has nothing to do with Alex Miller. Unless you have evidence.”

“I clearly saw him glance over at me! He must have seen it!”

Dean Miller wanted to speak up for me, but I quickly gave him a look.

If he spoke, Tiffany would surely think he was covering for me.

My gaze was firm, and I said in a low voice, “I already told you I didn’t see anything. It was late at night; how could you possibly see that I saw it? Do you have telescopic vision?”

“No, you definitely saw it! You’re an accomplice! An accomplice!”