Chapter 34

**Chapter 34**

“Is she really unworthy of the scholarship?”

“Her silence speaks volumes!”

“Why isn’t she defending herself?”

As I walked past Nan, I noticed her eyes. She seemed lost in thought, not ready to speak up for herself. I felt a mix of concern and confusion. Why wasn’t she standing up to the accusations?

I wanted to help her, but I didn’t know how.

Her eyes were wide and filled with worry. But when our eyes met, she gave me a small, confident smile that made me feel a bit lighter. It was comforting to know she was on my side.

We walked outside together, moving in silence as we made our way to the entrance.

The dean’s office was on the top floor, so we had to take the stairs to reach it.

“Take a seat, ladies,” the dean said as he settled into his desk chair.

I sat down next to Carol, and she smiled at me.

She quickly pulled out her phone, a sneer on her lips. I sensed she was up to something unexpected. A tight knot formed in my stomach, and my heart raced as I watched her.

There was a knock on the door that caught our attention.

“Enter,” the dean said, leaning back in his seat.

One of my professors walked into the room. He was my defense training professor and someone I respected a lot.

I looked up and saw Carol, who was also in that class.

For some reason, seeing her made me sigh in relief. It was comforting to see a familiar and friendly face during this stressful time.

“Professor Rodgers, what can…

“What can I do for you?” the dean asked, raising his eyebrows at the professor.

“I’ve come to offer my guidance and support,” the professor replied as he walked into the room, leaving the door slightly open.

“I think of…”

“I see myself as a mentor to these girls, and I would like to be here during this conversation if you allow it,” she said.

The dean nodded thoughtfully.

“Of course,” he replied, motioning to an empty seat.

Professor Rodgers walked in.

towards the seat; he looked down, avoiding my gaze.

The dean finally focused on Carol and cleared his throat to get her attention.

“You said you have proof that she’s been disloyal?” the dean asked.

Carol straightened up.

Carol sat up straight as she swiped through her phone screen.

“Check this out,” she whispered urgently. “Judy doesn’t need this scholarship. She’s rich and has all the money in the world! Last night, she got into a luxury car.”

Only rich people can get rides from high-status cars. The scholarship should go to someone who truly needs it. Is her family really struggling? Or is it just a big trick to get sympathy?

She pulled up a picture of me.

I got into the car that Gavin had sent to me last night. I felt like I was being watched; I could sense it. But at that moment, I chose to ignore it. Now, I worried that my decision might come back to haunt me.

The dean took a moment to study the photo, his brows knitted together in thought. He then turned to me, and I noticed his lips pressing together tightly.

“Where exactly do you work, Miss Judy?” he asked.

He raised his eyebrows and asked.

**Chapter 34**

I couldn’t tell him where I worked or who I worked for because of the contract I signed for Gavin. I wasn’t sure what to say or how to explain myself. The dean began to grow suspicious of my silence.

Before he could speak, Professor Rodgers cleared his throat.

“It’s clear that we really don’t know who Judy Montague is,” he said, folding his arms across his chest.

Hearing this made my heart sink deep into my stomach. I turned to look at him, feeling a mix of worry and curiosity.

to look at him.

What was he doing?

What was he trying to say?

“If she would lie about something like this, how can we be sure she isn’t lying about other things? I always found it suspicious that she was so good at…”

to be helping us, not accusing anyone. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.

“Are you saying that she’s paying someone to cheat?” I asked, trying to process his claim.

“Yes, I think we should investigate this,” he replied firmly. “We can’t have someone untrustworthy in our school.”

I looked at him in shock. Was he really suggesting we take action against her? It seemed extreme.

“Wait a minute,” I said, trying to calm the situation. “Before we jump to conclusions, let’s gather all the facts. We need proof before making any accusations.”

He frowned at my response. “But if she is cheating, we have to act. We can’t let disloyalty go unpunished.”

I took a deep breath, knowing we needed to tread carefully. “Let’s talk to her first. If there’s nothing to hide, we won’t have to worry about it.”

He paused, considering my suggestion. Finally, he nodded. “Okay, but let’s not waste any time.”

I felt a mix of relief and anxiety. This was going to be a delicate situation, and I hoped we could handle it wisely.

I used to think of him as a mentor. But it felt like he wanted me to get kicked out of school.

I could see the satisfaction on Carol’s face as she crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair.

“It’s a…

“Miss Judy, you are facing a serious accusation,” the dean said, raising his eyebrows in surprise. “Before I start this investigation, is there anything you would like to say in your defense?”

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

“You can’t be thinking about expelling her just because she got into a luxury car, can you?” A deep voice came from the doorway.

I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

I turned around to see who was standing there. I could smell his amazing cologne, and my heart skipped a beat when I heard his deep voice. The dean turned pale when he saw who was at the entrance of his office. The man was leaning casually against the doorframe, looking confident and relaxed.

“Alpha Gavin,” the dean said, bowing his head slightly.

Gavin walked into the room, while a couple of his Gamma warriors stayed at the doorway.

“It’s my understanding that Miss Montague is an outstanding student and more…”

Gavin looked serious as he spoke. “I can’t say she deserves this reward,” he said, narrowing his eyes. “However, I have some information that Miss Declaire cheated on her last few tests. She paid someone to take the exams for her.”

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