Chapter 61

As it turned out, Jennifer was exactly like that.

Christina knew that trying to brush off Kelvin with a simple "it's nothing" wouldn't fly. But she also couldn't just make up some random excuse.

She thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Kelvin, Jennifer and I have some personal issues. You know, the work she plagiarized back then was directly linked to something I had published."

Kelvin got the picture.

But then again, Jennifer had only hired a ghostwriter; her exam scores were legit.

Jennifer was indeed a top student.

Plus, Arnold had come to him to plead on her behalf.

Even Glenn had stepped in.

So, he had to have a word with Christina, the person directly involved.

"We, the leaders, have discussed it. Jennifer's been suspended for quite a while now. One mistake shouldn't ruin her whole life."

"Kelvin, who you leaders decide to keep or let go is your business. I can't interfere. I've got a lot of work to finish, so I need to get going."

From the moment Kelvin started talking, Christina knew what he was getting at.

He wanted Jennifer to come back.

But how could she possibly stop Jennifer from returning to the architecture institute?

Jennifer could come back easily, but the reputation she lost would never be restored.

Watching Christina walk away, Kelvin felt a heavy weight in his heart.

Why did Christina seem to have seen through everything and remained so aloof, while he felt trapped in the mundane?

These words, however, were overheard by Stanley.

Stanley approached Christina, "You just said you have personal issues with Jennifer?"

He hadn't interacted much with Jennifer. At the architecture institute, she was praised by the leaders as a talented woman. Now that her ghostwriting scandal was exposed, he felt disgusted.

On the other hand, Christina had stood out at the Golden Cup Awards.

Even in front of so many people, she had never shown any fear.

But Christina said she had personal issues with Jennifer.

Could it be true, as the rumors suggested, that it was because of her uncle William?

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Christina spoke calmly.

She hadn't forgotten why Kaitlyn was hostile towards her.

"No problem. It's just that, well, nothing really. The workload has been pretty heavy lately. If you need any help, feel free to ask me."

Stanley had a gentle expression.

Christina shook her head, "Thanks for the offer, but I don't have anything that needs solving right now."

Christina left.

In this life, she didn't want to have any contact with William, and naturally, she didn't want to get involved with any other men, especially those who could affect her.

Christina returned to her desk, thinking she would work late and not go home. Unexpectedly, William called her.

She didn't want to answer William's call.

But then a message from William popped up: [Come out, I'm outside.]

William was always so concise.

Christina wanted to ignore him, but knowing William's temper, if she didn't respond, he would definitely stride in.

Rather than waiting for William to come find her, she decided to go out first.

Christina grabbed her bag and walked out, immediately spotting William's black Maybach.

Bob was driving in the front, and the back window was rolled down, revealing William's cold face.

She pursed her lips and reluctantly opened the car door to sit in the back.

"I told you you're obsessed with me, and you didn't believe it. Aren't you tired of this? And aren't you afraid your fiancée will come after me?"

"When did I ever say Jennifer was my fiancée?"

William's face darkened, his expression as cold as iron.

His black eyes were filled with endless sharpness and ferocity.

A mocking smile appeared on Christina's lips, "She's your lifesaver, your precious one. You have no burdens, and she wants to marry you. Wouldn't you agree to any of her conditions?"

Christina leaned back in her seat.

She had a strong hatred for William. She could mock him without hesitation, even ridicule him.

William's eyes darkened, "Who told you she was my lifesaver?"

Christina's breath hitched.

Damn!

She didn't know what kind of relationship Jennifer and William had now.

William was already suspicious, especially since Missy had handed over those, her Twitter bio.

Christina felt a massive headache.

But her silence only made William more suspicious. His eyes were fierce, "Christina, speak up. Are you mute?"

"No. I just overheard you and Jennifer talking once after school. Didn't Jennifer often come to see you back then?"

Christina tried to deflect.

William wasn't so easily fooled. He grabbed Christina's wrist and pulled her close.

Christina's frown only fueled William's anger. He had an overwhelming urge to tear her apart, "Christina, do you think I believe your nonsense?"

"Why wouldn't you? I'm just a 21-year-old college student. What could I possibly do? Even if I wanted to investigate, I couldn't afford it."

"You're hurting me."

Christina struggled, but William wouldn't let go.

Seeing her like this, William's mind flashed with memories of her begging under him. His breath quickened.

Christina saw William's Adam's apple move, saw the deep desire in his eyes.

Instinctively, she wanted to escape. In her past life, except for that one time she was drugged, William's intimacy with her was always a form of punishment.

It was like that in the past life, so what about this life?

Men really do think with their lower halves.

Christina found it ironic. In her past life, she had tried so hard to get close to William, only to be met with coldness and rejection.

Now William was reacting like this.

"William, don't you find it disgusting to have feelings for your niece?"

Christina's voice dripped with sarcasm.

William's grip tightened around her neck, his teeth clenched, "Are you? What does the Cavendish family have to do with you?"

"Nothing, but I came to the Cavendish family with my mom. My mom is your sister-in-law, so I call you uncle. Otherwise, why would the whole Cavendish family be so furious about what happened that night?"

Christina seized the moment, hitting the most sensitive spot, the deepest insult.

William's grip tightened, but Christina didn't back down. She grabbed William's collar...