Lover Forced The Ruler

Chapter 69. A Rumor

The news was spread by word of mouth and from group to campus chat group. A girl who has only officially been a Golden Ritz student for a few months is involved in an embarrassing business, peddling herself as the pleasure-gratification of rich old men.

At first the identity of the girl was still a question mark that made the curious gossips on campus. As an esteemed educational institution in Black Mountain city, the Golden Ritz had been tarnished in its good name. Ironically, the polluter is a new student. He is said to be just a scholarship recipient. The poor girl who did not know was lucky who was tempted by the luxury of material because she had become accustomed to hanging out with rich friends.

"Maybe he wanted to buy branded items that he could only dream of, and then try to get them by embarrassing means." Someone wrote in a college senior friend group.

"It should be investigated immediately. Don't let the reporters hear and get the girl's name first. The campus must act immediately." The others replied with the content of a fiery chat.

"really. I don't want a college one with a shameless wild girl. If my mother the Most Perfect Lady knew, she would definitely go to the dean, even the rector of the campus. He may also contact the foundation. You know, my mother was one of the campus committee members. He hates the destroyers of his campus pride." Another reply from a member of the group.

"Just find out who the girl is. After that, the campus will know what to do." An account wrote his comment.

Ting! A media file goes into the chat that is instantly downloaded by all account owners in the group.

Celine was also in the college's senior group. He had just read without commenting. In his heart he was also curious and felt uncomfortable. Rumors like this are very rare on their campus. Then when the photo was seen by her, the girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

Although it's not as clear as it looks like the picture was taken from a surveillance camera, Celine can recognize someone who looks like they're entering a city's biggest nightclub. He even recognized some of the people who came with him. There is a red circle that marks the girl who is the source of their problems and conversation.

"Who is he? Does anyone know him?"

"The picture is unclear. But the others next to him, I know them. Isn't that Sally and her friends? They've been kicked out of college a few months ago for being involved in a girl-sale problem."

"Geez!"

Then the shocked exclamations followed that someone's explanation.

The case a few months ago was indeed impressed covered by the campus. But still some people or even more than half of the campus residents know it. The girls being sold may be kept secret as they are considered victims. But of course it is not impossible that they continue those immoral activities.

"I'm sure soon the girl's name will be known."

"I can't wait to see how flirtatious he looks. He needs to be taught a lesson."

Not long after a few more photos in a row interrupted a chat that was crowded with insults.

The same girl got off a fancy car near the back gate of the campus. Some photos are similar to different retrieval dates. Only the car that drives is different.

Some chatter blasphemous even harder. They don't want the campus to be desecrated.

In her apartment room, Celine patted her forehead while cursing the stupidity of the gossip spreader. Clearly the girl in question was her best friend, Lisle. And he felt that there was no need to think hard to guess who the person who had sillyly made up those absurd rumors.

Are not rich children also often change vehicles if going anywhere?

Well, of course, the poor Lisle looks impossible to travel in a luxury car and even change brands. Why is he impressed to want to hide it from many eyes to always stop at the back gate. Celine wanted to write something to defend her best friend. But each sentence is disputed itself. He did not have a strong enough defense.

Celine imagines the girl falling asleep in Mr. Kent's arms after making a feisty mess. Didn't know he had become the talk of the entire campus. No doubt that tomorrow his name will become very famous on campus.

I don't know when his best friend will start college again.

Celine complained to herself. The surprise was really unpleasant. He wanted to tell Lisle this time as well but felt bad if it had to disturb the happiness of the newlyweds. But letting Lisle accept this surprise later on in college would really make her feel guilty. He had to tell his best friend.

***

Kennard watched his exhausted wife. Sweat still soaked the girl's face. Her dark hair was spread over the pillows around her.

Their game just now was too exciting to the point that the girl cried begging him to end it immediately. Kennard did not grant it. He repeated it once more a while after the second one was over.

Lisle's phone went soft because her voice had been shrunk before. In the quiet room it was still clearly heard by Kennard. The man's eyebrows cringed. Who calls his wife at one o'clock like this?

He took the square thing and saw the name of the caller. Celine.

Kennard pressed the receive call icon and started listening. 

"Hallo, Lisle?" The voice across sounded hesitant.

"Hallo. My wife is asleep. Anything to tell?" Kennard's voice sounded displeased as he said that.

Over there, Celine gulped. This is the first time he's spoken to Mr. Kent on the phone. He had only ever spoken face to face before. That's just a little bit too. He felt awkward when dealing with the ruler. And the word 'my wife' really made Celine feel even more uncomfortable. Mr. Kent seemed to assert his ownership of the girl and signaled that Lisle could no longer be contacted carelessly.

"Oh, then tomorrow. There's something I want to ask. Not something that matters…."

And the phone was turned off Kennard.

Celine cursed herself once the connection was cut off. He felt he had spoken wrongly. If it doesn't really matter, why would he call Lisle on a night this late? He's really looking to die. The girl promised next time she wouldn't repeat her stupidity.  

Of course this is all because of that cheap gossip. He should have told Mr. Kent. He wondered how his best friend's husband reacted.

Finally Celine threw her phone at the table next to the bed after turning off the group chat notification. He didn't want to stay up all night waiting for the sick gossip.