Chapter 282
The photo captured Alvin bringing food to Aubree. The post was going viral, mainly because the protagonists were impossible to ignore. At Rithol University, the undisputed talk of the campus among freshmen was undoubtedly Aubree and Alvin. One was a rising young entrepreneur, and the other was the scion of the Turner family. They even knew each other.
Aubree thought, “Honestly, the post is so detailed and believable that I would’ve even fallen for it if I weren’t the main character.”
The post started by analyzing how Alvin brought Aubree food, then delved into their past as esports teammates, and even mentioned her business collaborations with the Turner Group during her entrepreneurial journey. After this long-winded “investigative report,” it concluded with insinuations about an ambiguous relationship between Aubree and Alvin.
So, why weren’t they officially dating?
Naturally, since they looked like close friends who preferred to keep things discreet, the outsiders could not help but assume there was some kind of shady deal or transactional relationship going on behind the scenes.
Although the post went viral, judging from the comments, not many people actually bought it. With Alvin’s looks and status, and Aubree being just as impressive, who could even tell who was pursuing whom there?
Even if it were true, who wouldn’t jump at the chance? Hooking up with a hottie and becoming a billionaire CEO—that was like hitting the jackpot with a two-for-one deal! Why couldn’t they ever get that lucky?
Deep down, Aubree was no naive eighteen-year-old. She found these petty, clumsy attempts laughably amateurish. She glanced at the post, a chuckle escaping her lips. “The photo’s actually pretty good,” she mused.
Karlie’s eyes darkened. “Aubree, aren’t you even the slightest bit upset?”
Karlie looked like she was the one gossiped about, fuming with indignation. “Seriously, who do these people think they are? Spreading baseless rumors without knowing anything. Can’t you and Alvin just be friends?”
Aubree shrugged it off. “It’s fine,” she said. “It’ll fade away in a couple of days.”
Aubree shut down her laptop and packed a couple of outfits. With military training finally over and a two-day break ahead, Bowen was picking her up first thing tomorrow morning. Honestly, compared to all the campus forum dramas, a holiday date with her boyfriend was way more important.
But little did Aubree know, things had taken a drastic turn by the next morning. No sooner had Aubree settled into Bowen’s car with her backpack than her phone started blowing up with notifications.
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
Aubree glanced at her phone, surprised and a little puzzled to see a message from Natalie. In the dorm, Natalie always kept to herself, at most just bossing Sally around to do chores for her. Whenever they happened to cross paths, their interaction was usually limited to a nod and a brief greeting. Nothing more.
[Did you check the forum? You’re getting dragged.]
[Did you ever go out to meet someone during military training? You were caught on camera.]
[Did you get into a luxury car just now? That was also caught on camera.]
‘What the hell?’ Aubree thought.
Aubree frowned and immediately clicked on the forum link Natalie had sent her. It was still the same account that had posted about her and Alvin yesterday, but the newly updated post now featured a completely different protagonist.
Given Aubree’s current net worth, a few photos of her riding in a luxury car wouldn’t normally raise eyebrows. But when it was dug up that the car actually belonged to Bowen, that’s when the real gossip started.
In universities, there was no shortage of drama-loving spectators. The OP’s so-called investigative reasoning, piecing together past and present, had practically fabricated Aubree’s entire life story.
Aubree read with amusement. “What a waste the person isn’t writing screenplays!”
Bowen leaned over to look, his brow furrowing at the content. “Let me handle this,” he said firmly.
“No need,” Aubree said confidently.
The post was cut from the same cloth as last night’s, which had dug into her relationship with Alvin. It questioned how Aubree, an orphan who supposedly had no means of survival after leaving the Wilson family, could miraculously win an esports championship and secure investment to start her own company all within just a few short months.
How could a mere eighteen-year-old girl possibly pull all that off?
In other words, if she truly had the ability, would the Wilson family in Rithol City be that stupid? Who in their right mind would kick out a golden goose instead of keeping her around?