“That's right, Professor Faulkner. How can a person like Luther be a monitor?"

Professor Faulkner thought for a while and announced to the class,

“Don't worry, students. I need to tell the head teacher about this.

That's his decision to make. I trust he'll make the right one.”

Hearing what he said, everyone calmed down.

Professor Faulkner packed up his stuff and left the classroom. Many students surrounded Erica and exclaimed, “Erica, you're awesome. I always thought you were a bitch, but it looks like you're the hero here."

"Those people trash-talking you were so wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry.

Can we be friends?"

Erica had always been outgoing and friendly. She was lonely in the city. She was glad so many of her classmates were willing to be friends with her. She nodded with a smile, "Sure!"

After leaving the classroom with Hyatt, Erica went to the dormitory first and waited for Kaitlyn there.

Soon, Kaitlyn showed up. Seeing Erica walking towards her, Kaitlyn knew what she wanted. Just as her cousin had told her, she kept apologizing to Erica, pretending to be weak and miserable, and promised that this kind of thing would never happen again.

She really was just over it all. Finally, Erica gritted her teeth and warned her, “This is the last time. You hear me? If you do something like this again, you'll regret it!"

“I will never do it again. I swear. Thank you, Erica."

Just like that, the matter was settled.

Matthew waited until evening, but still hadn't heard from Erica. He called Owen to ask about it, and then he realized that Erica had solved it by herself. Owen also told him exactly how things played out.

As soon as Owen was done talking to him, a name popped into Matthew's head. The remote control of Erica's laptop, the restoration of files...

Matthew knew who had helped her. He took out his phone and called

Sheffield.

"Do you have too much time on your hands?" he growled into the phone.

Sheffield was confused.

"Not really. I'm getting busier and busier these days. Looking forward to Godwin growing up and taking my place so

I can focus on being a professional gigolo.”

“Well, what you do on your own time is your business. And I suggest you mind your own business, or I might just make you busier!" Matthew said coldly and hung up the phone.

"Mind my own business? When did I get involved in his business?" he wondered.

After staring at his phone for a long time, Sheffield finally figured out why Matthew was sullen. He helped Erica out and