The private room was silent.
The female classmates were stunned, staring at the sparkling diamond ring on the table.
Disdain surged like waves.
Clinton was such a jerk!
He wore genuine items but bought a fake one for his girlfriend.
It wasn’t even a good fake; a glass diamond ring could be bought at any boutique!
All the women present naturally hated Clinton’s behavior.
They all cast scornful glances at him.
So what if he was Mr. Powell’s subordinate?
Even with a billion-dollar fortune, if he wasn’t willing to spend money on his girlfriend, he was still a jerk!
Any goodwill they had towards Clinton vanished, replaced by disgust.
Clinton slumped in his chair.
He had come to show off and attract some female classmates, hoping to find an opportunity to sleep with them.
Unexpectedly, not only did his image collapse, but he also lost a watch worth tens of thousands of dollars.
His million-dollar annual salary was just a boast!
He was merely a small manager at Maximo Credit Company.
Now that the credit company was managed by Frederick, he had become one of Frederick’s men.
His annual salary was only three hundred thousand dollars.
That watch cost him half a year’s salary!
Now Elliana had smashed it to pieces…
“You beast! Jerk! It’s one thing to deceive Harriet, but you deceived me too!”
“I rejected so many men for you, and this is how you treat me? Do you have no conscience?”
“If I had known you were like this, I would have broken up with you when you tricked Harriet out of her money!”
Elliana screamed hysterically, cursing loudly.
Tricked Harriet out of her money?
Everyone was stunned.
Could it be…
Their eyes fell on Clinton.
“Elliana, what are you talking about? When did I trick Harriet? Don’t make baseless accusations!”
“Come on, let’s go home,” Clinton’s face changed as he tried to pull Elliana away.
“Don’t touch me!” Elliana slapped Clinton’s hand away, squinting and gritting her teeth:
“We’re done! I’m going to expose you to everyone!”
“Even if it means ruining my own reputation, I’ll drag you down with me!”
She then turned to everyone and said:
“That’s right! In our junior year, Clinton tricked Harriet out of thirty thousand dollars. I was involved too.”
“But Clinton was the mastermind. He sweet-talked me into conspiring with him. Harriet, I was wrong. Please forgive me.”
The situation took a turn.
Everyone gasped in shock.
Harriet bit her lip tightly, but tears still streamed down her face as two years of grievances erupted.
“That thirty thousand dollars was Harriet’s grandfather’s hard-earned money. How could you be so heartless?” Julianne sighed and shook her head, feeling immense sympathy for Harriet’s ordeal.
After the incident, Julianne, as the vice class president, had investigated and leaned towards Stephanie’s account.
But without evidence, she couldn’t do anything about it.
Now that the truth was out, it finally gave Harriet some justice.
Elliana lowered her head in deep remorse:
“I know Harriet won’t forgive me, but Clinton is the real culprit!”
“He orchestrated everything. I acted under his orders and falsely accused Harriet everywhere.”
Julianne turned to Clinton and coldly asked: “What do you have to say? Still want to deny it?”
She could see through Clinton now; he was just a smooth-talking jerk.
Utterly disgusting!
“That’s right! I tricked Harriet out of her money and deceived Elliana’s feelings.”
“I didn’t just deceive those two; while dating them, I slept with seven or eight other women!”
“You women are just playthings to me! Tools that come when beckoned and leave when dismissed!”
“Are you angry? But what can you do about it?”
Clinton dropped his facade and revealed his true nature.
Everyone’s faces darkened upon hearing Clinton’s words.
They finally saw his true colors.
A beast in human clothing!
A scumbag who even cheated girls out of their money!
A jerk who toyed with feelings!
But what could they do?
They could only condemn him verbally; none dared to lay a finger on him!
He was Mr. Powell’s subordinate!
Who would dare offend him?
Seeing everyone’s anger but inability to act, Clinton felt extremely smug. He looked at Elliana coldly and sneered:
“You want to break up? Fine by me! I’d love that!”
“I’ve grown tired of playing with you anyway. Time for a change.”
“In two years, I’ve spent less than ten thousand dollars on you. Even hiring escorts isn’t this cheap! Such a bargain! Hahaha…”
Then he turned to Harriet and viciously said: “Don’t act innocent. You deserved to be tricked. Who told you not to let me have my way?”
“I should have forced myself on you back then. With how weak-willed you are, even if I had forced myself on you, you wouldn’t have dared make a sound!”
“Enough talk. I’ve got two more girls waiting for my message. Busy night ahead!”
Clinton laughed as he finished speaking, gave everyone a provocative look, and turned to leave the room.
“You bastard…” Stephanie saw Clinton’s arrogance and grabbed a wine bottle to smash it over his head.
But just as Stephanie grabbed the bottle, she saw a chair fly across the room.
“Bang!”
The solid wood chair hit Clinton squarely in the back.
The impact sent him stumbling forward two steps before collapsing in the hallway outside the private room.
His back felt like it had been hit by a truck; it burned with pain so intense he could hardly breathe.
Flynn walked out of the private room step by step with cold eyes and stood beside Clinton.
“I told you before that I wanted everyone who made Harriet cry to apologize before her tears dried.”
“Unfortunately, only Elliana apologized. So I’ll handle things my way.”
Flynn looked down at Clinton like a dragon looking at an ant, devoid of any emotion in his eyes.
“What do you want? I’m warning you not to mess around; I’m from Eight Extremities School!” Clinton shouted loudly, struggling to get up.
“Eight Extremities School? I beat people from Eight Extremities School!” Flynn said as he stomped down hard with his foot.
“Crack!”
The sound of bones shattering echoed through the hallway.
Clinton’s knee shattered into pieces.
“Aargh…” Clinton screamed in agony as his mind went blank from the pain.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
No one expected Flynn to be so violent.
He didn’t hesitate at all-first smashing Clinton with a chair and then crushing his knee!
People from other private rooms poked their heads out too,
Listening to Clinton’s screams and pointing fingers at him,
“You’re dead meat! Waiter! Waiter! I’m Mr. Powell’s man; go inform him on the top floor now!” Clinton screamed through gritted teeth in pain,
The waiter heard that he was Frederick’s subordinate and scrambled upstairs in fear,
“You bastard! I’ll kill you today… wait…”
“Crack!”
Another bone-shattering sound echoed,
Clinton’s other knee exploded; shards pierced through his skin as blood seeped through his pants,
“Aaah… my leg…” Clinton’s mind exploded seeing his shattered knee,
Knowing he’d never recover from this,
Flynn showed no mercy; coldly staring into Clinton’s eyes,
“Harriet deserved being tricked? What can we do?”
“So arrogant!”
Flynn raised his right foot again and stomped hard on Clinton’s crotch,
“Bang!”
Clinton felt heat surge through his groin followed by excruciating pain shooting up into his brain causing him to scream uncontrollably,
“Aargh… my balls… they’re crushed…”