Chapter 4

A guy in my class walked up to me with a greasy grin, reaching his hand out toward my chest:

"Hey, let me get a feel of those~"

I slapped his hand away and barked angrily:

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

He rolled his eyes and sneered:

"Why are you acting so innocent? Didn't you grow those for guys to touch?"

"Turns out you're just a freak! No wonder you insisted on living off-campus!"

"Do you honestly think anyone would want a piece of trash like you? Don't act like a virgin when you're selling yourself!"

My anger flared, and I raised my fist to smash his face in.

"Stop right there!"

Our college counselor's stern voice boomed from behind.

Mr. Higgins adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, looking at me with a disgusting glare:

"Oliver Vance. I don't care how messy your private life is outside of school, but how dare you assault a classmate in broad daylight?!"

I felt incredibly wronged. Whose private life was messy?!

I admit I was a bit spoiled as a kid, always bossing around the maids at home, which was why my parents hid our wealth and sent me to a public school to humble my temper.

But that was ages ago!

Before I could even speak, Mr. Higgins waved his hand dismissively:

"Come with me to the empty classroom next door. Don't disrupt the class."

Under the mocking stares of my classmates, I was dragged away by the counselor.

Confused and angry, I was about to speak when:

"Mr. Higgins..."

He quickly pulled up a video on his phone and shoved it in front of my face, cutting me off:

"Take a look at this. Do you have any decency left?"

On the screen was a security video of me clumsily dressed in women's clothes.

In the next clip, Arthur was creeping into my room in the dark, followed by me beating him to a pulp.

I lowered my head and confessed:

"Mr. Higgins, I had a very good reason for hitting him."

"But I admit I shouldn't have dressed up as a girl..."

He frowned and cut me off again:

"A good reason?"

"Putting aside the fact that you apparently faked your gender to enroll here, do you have any idea that your assault on a classmate's father is trending on our university's forum?"

Faking my gender?

Are you out of your mind? I am a biological male!

I tried to explain:

"Mr. Higgins, I'm not a girl!"

He took off his glasses and slammed them onto the desk:

"Save your excuses!"

"Your cheap honey-trap blackmail scheme has turned this university into a laughingstock! A massive crowd online is trashing our school's reputation right now. Do you know how much damage you've caused?!"

He pulled out a document and pointed at the bottom line:

"The Principal and I have already discussed this. Sign this, and never claim to be a student of this university again!"

Lying in front of me was a voluntary withdrawal form.

"Did the Principal really order this?"

I gritted my teeth, asking him one last time.

He replied impatiently, "Yes!"

Fine! Very well! When I enrolled, my parents not only made a massive investment in this school but also donated a brand-new library building! And now they want to turn their backs on me?!

I signed my name on the paper, stroke by stroke.

As I was walking out of the campus gates, my phone rang. It was an anonymous call:

"Is this Oliver Vance? After a thorough discussion, our company has decided to withdraw your internship offer."

Before I could even respond, the line went dead with a sharp *beep*.

This was a Fortune 500 company I had secured an offer from early due to my outstanding academic performance, with a guaranteed full-time job upon graduation. Now, it was completely ruined.

As I got into my car to head home, my dad’s call came through:

"Son, what on earth is going on? Your counselor just texted me saying you’ve been expelled?!"

I let out a bitter, helpless laugh:

"Dad, if you don't step in now, your billionaire son is about to be turned into a billionaire daughter!"