Chapter 345

A surprise inspection? Why on earth would the school suddenly have an inspection? Suddenly, Jenny realized something and immediately turned to Freya.

“It’s you… You did this on purpose!” Jenny continued to create a scene, disregarding the setting. Upon witnessing this, her father, Beasley, lost his patience and slapped her.

What kind of setting was this for such an outburst? How did Jenny dare to cause such a commotion? Though a significant figure on the school’s board, Beasley was a minor director who had bought his way in. Jenny’s exaggerated claims before the school’s leadership had embarrassed him.

“Dad!”

“Get out! Just get out of here!” Beasley exploded at Jenny. “If you don’t want to study, just go home! Who do you think you are, throwing your weight around like this? Have you forgotten everything I’ve taught you?” His frustration with Jenny was clear for all to see.

But Jenny, too worked up to care, believed Freya had set her up.

“Dad! It’s all Freya’s doing! She’s framing me!” Jenny was frantic.

However, nobody present believed her. Beasley was beside himself with anger. “Freya was merely leading us on a class inspection. What setup? Can’t you even lie properly?”

People might have believed Jenny when Freya was engaged to Kieran. But now that the engagement was off, how could Freya orchestrate an inspection?

“Dad, it’s her. She dug up dirt on me online deliberately! I’m not lying!” Jenny was desperate, but the other leaders were becoming impatient.

The head leader glanced at his watch and addressed Beasley. “We’ve wasted five minutes, Beasley. We have other matters to attend to. Maybe you should take your daughter home.”

“Sir…”

Before Beasley could respond, the leaders had moved past Jenny and him. The principal glared at Jenny, clearly frustrated with her indiscretion. It was unthinkable for a college student like Jenny to speak so boldly in such a setting!

As they were leaving, Freya gave Jenny a meaningful look, as if mocking her foolishness.

“You, you!” Beasley was too angry to speak. He wished he could slap some sense into Jenny. As a minor director, he finally had a chance to showcase himself before the school’s leadership, but Jenny had ruined it. Pointing at Jenny, he struggled to find words and finally shouted, “Go home now! And don’t you step outside until I say so!”

“Dad!”

“Go!” Beasley was barely holding it together; in any other situation, he might have reacted even more severely. Despite her rage, Jenny had no choice but to storm off.

By the classroom door, the principal was still inquiring about Freya’s cheek, worried about explaining any mishap to Kieran.

“Ms. Dawson, your face.”

“It’s just a slap. It’s nothing.”