Chapter 286
Aubree's "lost" wasn't just about a single round. It meant the whole match.
Even though Aubree wasn’t actively managing the club anymore, she knew their track record was consistently stellar. They had won numerous championships and had never finished below the semifinals. Under normal circumstances, there was simply no way they should have lost this match.
Bowen glanced at the screen again. On the TV, Matilda sat with her head lowered, seemingly lost in thought. She was distracted.
Bowen advised, "Look into her. Even if you two are close, sometimes, circumstances force people’s hands. Don’t let this affect the upcoming matches.”
Aubree took the matter to heart. Checking the club’s official social media account, she found it flooded with scathing criticism of both the players and the coaching staff. That’s when she realized that their only win in the match had come when the midsolo ignored Matilda’s instructions, picked a different APC, and won purely on skill.
The team’s conflict comms were leaked.
She trusted Matilda, but there were still some leeches in her family that hadn’t been dealt with yet.
With a sinking heart, Aubree texted Alvin about the situation. Fortunately, as a major shareholder of the club, he had been following the issue and immediately stepped in to take care of it.
The two–day break flew by. Aubree had spent the past two days at Ellis Heights, and early this morning, she was heading back to Rithol University.
Her off–campus living application was still under review. It wouldn’t be approved until Wednesday at the earliest.
“Bowen, mind if I borrow Zachary for a while?” asked Aubree.
Bowen looked at her and said with a hint of sarcasm, “How thoughtful of you to still remember Zachary. Did you dislike the person I assigned you that much? When I said I wanted him back, you didn’t even try to keep him around?”
Honestly, when Bowen asked Zachary to come back, Aubree agreed without hesitation. Her total nonchalance utterly infuriated him. How desperately did she want to avoid him?
Aubree pouted. “He’s your guy. You were set on taking him back. What was I supposed to do, stop you?”
After those two scandalous posts, Aubree had become utterly notorious at Rithol University. When she stepped out of the car with Zachary, they were met with a barrage of scrutinizing gazes. But Aubree couldn’t care less. She already had all the evidence she needed. Today, she was there to settle the score.
Aubree had tipped off the dorm supervisor. With Zachary in tow and a crowd hungry for drama trailing behind, she strode up and delivered a decisive kick, forcing the dorm room door wide open.
“Oh my god! Aubree, you’re back! You scared the hell out of me!” Karlie clutched her chest dramatically, still visibly shaken. She froze as she took in the fury on Aubree’s face. “Aubree… What’s all this about?”
The other three roommates were all present. Natalie looked straight at her and asked, “Is this about the forum?”
Aubree still had a fairly good impression of her. At least she wasn’t causing trouble. She nodded sharply and said, “Spreading rumors about me? And with such cheap tactics. Do you think I got to where I am today by sleeping my way to the top?”
Her eyes were dark and menacing, radiating an intensity far beyond her years. Every word she spoke was blunt and to the point.
Sally had been cowering with her head bowed from the start, now trembling visibly.
Karlie’s eyes darted nervously, her smile stiffening into something forced.
“I had someone check. The post was sent from our dorm’s IP address. But it looks like you don’t need that info anymore,” Natalie stated bluntly, hoping to help Aubree out and maybe earn herself a favor in return.
Aubree didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. ‘Seriously? She just says it out loud like that? Isn’t she worried she’ll piss me off?’ thought Aubree.
A crowd had gathered outside, eager for drama, but Aubree paid them no mind. She wanted to use today’s incident to send a clear message: think twice before messing with her. Her studies alone consumed enough of her time. She had no energy to waste on these childish games.
Natalie sighed and looked at Sally. “I always thought you were poor, but at least you had some decency. You’d better admit it now. Otherwise, you could end up in jail for a few days for spreading rumors.”
Sally’s face went ashen as she stammered, “No, no. It wasn’t me! The one on the forum wasn’t me.”