Chapter 636 Caught in the Act

Nora didn’t reply for more than a few seconds—just as expected, Wyatt’s call came through.

The sudden vibration jolted her like a live wire, making her whole body twitch.

She instinctively hit decline, then hurriedly replied to Wyatt on WhatsApp with just three words: “In class.”

The call didn’t come again. No texts either.

Nora bit her lip and, feeling a bit resentful, typed out a message: “Stop sending me stupid texts every day. No one wants to answer. It’s annoying.”

Her heart pounded as she stared at the message sitting in the input box.

Then she quickly erased it without sending.

After a long moment, she calmed down, exited the chat with Wyatt, and went back to digging through Yunice’s private data.

But Yunice’s socials were shockingly clean—just endless meaningless everyday posts.

Nora didn’t buy it.

She couldn’t believe anyone could be that squeaky clean.

Could there be hidden files?

With that thought, she got back to the computer, trying to uncover any hidden directories in Yunice’s system.

About ten minutes later, her pupils lit up with a gleam of satisfaction. She’d found something.

“Knew it. You definitely have secrets.”

With a slightly obsessive expression, Nora sped up her typing. The program scrolled rapidly, code flying across the screen. When the progress bar reached the end, she leaned in close.

“It’s open…”

She murmured, frowning slightly as she clicked into the hidden email system. But just as her finger landed on the mouse, her expression changed in an instant.

“Oh no!” She slammed the laptop shut.

In the supply room.

Tommy glanced up at the clock on the academic building. Time was crawling.

He looked over at Yunice again. She was sitting there calmly, so he let out a deep sigh.

He had no idea how Yunice planned to get out of this setup.

Yunice was watching the clock too. After the minute hand made two full rounds, she reached into her backpack and pulled out a pill.

“Tommy, take this.”

Tommy looked at the tablet in her hand. Instinctively, he wanted to ask what it was—but as a med student, he recognized it immediately: sildenafil.

His whole expression changed.

Sildenafil was used to treat acute heart conditions—but he didn’t have heart problems.

It was also known for another, very infamous use: it drastically enhanced a certain… function.

Tommy jumped back. “Yunice, cut it out! This isn’t funny at all!”

He’d always thought Yunice was a pretty decent, serious girl. Pulling a joke like this in a situation like this? It was way out of line.

Yunice said, “If I could take this and turn the situation around, I would. But unfortunately, only you can take it.”

“If you don’t want both of us to be ruined beyond repair, then do what I say.”

The rooftop clock ticked forward another half turn.

The school bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Yunice stood at the window, watching waves of students pouring out of the building.

Tommy sat behind her on the bench, visibly agitated.

He yanked at his tie, loosening the neatly buttoned collar until two buttons were undone.

Knowing Tommy embarrassed easily, Yunice never turned around.

She watched the time, calculating. When she figured the delivery staff would be approaching the supply room soon, she walked quickly to the door.

She pressed her ear against the wood, listening closely.

Tommy, sweating profusely, looked at her anxiously.

If Wendy really intended to ruin her reputation, she’d definitely come to unlock the door.

Yunice didn’t move until she heard a faint noise against the door. Then she glanced back and gave Tommy a confirming look.

The sound of the lock being picked was soft, but the clink of the chain against the door was louder—easy to hear when standing close.

She waited until the person outside carefully removed the chain from the door ring—then yanked the door open!

But it wasn’t Wendy standing there. It was her startled little lackey!

Yunice froze for a second. The plan had changed, but she reacted fast—grabbing the lackey and yanking them inside. They immediately swapped positions.

With a sharp slam, Yunice shut the door, trapping the lackey and Tommy inside the supply room!

She gripped the door handle tightly and looked toward the stairwell—Wendy was lurking there, acting suspicious. Behind her were the footsteps of others coming upstairs.

Wendy spotted Yunice and looked shocked. Then she reflexively cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone and shouted, “There’s a teacher and a stu-”

Before she could even finish saying “student fooling around,” a chalkboard eraser smacked her square in the face.