Last Life, She Laughed While I Died. This Life, She’ll Cry While I Watch Chapter 05
My father’s fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
He took a deep breath, forcing down his anger before he said to Dean Taylor, word by word, “From this day on, Shaw Group will not invest in a single project at this school.”
“And that’s not all. I’ll make sure everyone in the industry hears about this, so they can see exactly what kind of culture your school has allowed.”
“Tomorrow, I’m transferring Savvy out.”
Dean Taylor’s face went deathly pale.
“You’ve misunderstood; Mr. Shaw. This is all a misunderstanding.”
Just then, someone in the crowd muttered, “Is Dean Taylor really ignoring his own daughter just to keep the school’s investment?”
Dean Taylor whipped around, his eyes wide with fury.
“Who said I had a daughter? I only have a son.’
He pointed at Mandy, who was still kneeling on the ground, and shouted, “You impersonated my daughter and damaged this school’s reputation. I will hold you accountable for this.”
Then he turned and bowed to my father.
“Mr. Shaw, please calm down. I promise I’ll give you a proper answer for this.
“As for Mandy Taylor, I don’t know her at all. She impersonated my daughter, and I’m more furious about that than anyone.”
He turned back to Mandy, his voice suddenly rising. “What are you still waiting for? Get over here and explain yourself.”
The air around us seemed to freeze.
Everyone held their breath, as if they had only just realized Mandy had been a fake all along.
Zoe and Hailey, especially, exchanged a look and unconsciously took a few steps back.
Mandy flinched from Dean Taylor’s shouting, and tears streamed down her face.
“Dean Taylor, I was wrong, I made a stupid mistake. Please give me another chance.”
She cried as if she were about to pass out, but not one person who had defended her earlier was
willing to help her up.
A sharp wave of pain shot up from my calf, and I couldn’t stop myself from sucking in a breath.
My father looked down at me at once.
“Savvy, does it hurt? I’ll take you to the hospital.”
Then he turned and glared at Dean Taylor.
“If anything happens to my daughter, I will not let this school get away with it.”
I gritted my teeth and shook my head.
I knew Mandy too well.
If I didn’t clear this up today, she would turn around and keep dragging my name through the mud.
I found a chair and sat down.
“No, Dad. I need to stay and settle this now. Otherwise, she’ll turn around and make up more lies
about me.”
I handed the card to my father.
After reading it, he frowned hard.
“Isn’t this one of our own vendors? This is outrageous.”
With that, he called the vendor’s direct line.
Twenty minutes later, the person in charge, Michael Lee, rushed over. From a distance, he called
out to my father.
“Mr. Shaw, what happened? Why was this so urgent?”
Before he could finish, my father threw the card in his face.
“Who gave you permission to print my daughter on something like this?”
Michael picked up the card, looked at the photo on it, then looked at me. Panic flashed across his
face.
“M-Mr. Shaw? I only printed what the client asked for. Someone contacted me online and sent my a bunch of pictures, saying they wanted them printed as cards.”
“They even told me to make the words ‘innocent college girl, $100 per hookup’ bigger. How was I supposed to know that was your daughter?”
A vein throbbed in my father’s forehead.
“Where are the chat logs? Pull them up.”
I smiled and handed my phone to Dean Taylor.
“If it was all arranged online, then that makes things easier. Dean Taylor, please take a look.”
Mandy shook her head, stammering, “Chat logs can be deleted.”
The moment she said that, Dean Taylor snatched the phone from her hand.
At the same time, Michael pulled up the chat logs too.
