<h4>Chapter 311: Things Didn’t Go as nned</h4>


    In the afternoon, the finance department’s girls’ basketball game was indeed attended by E. Ever since she started dating Eric, he had pushed her to work out regrly.


    She never slept in anymore, joining Eric for morning runs and exercises.


    E gradually began to enjoy ying sports, so when their ss organized activities, Lauren would sign her up too.


    For E, a casual game every now and then was pretty nice. That afternoon, she and Lauren headed toward the locker room by the basketball court.


    There were still more than twenty minutes left until the game started.


    Just as they were about to enter the locker room, E spotted Olivia sneaking around. Upon seeing E and Lauren, Olivia stopped in her tracks.


    E quickly grabbed Lauren, a cold glint shing in her eyes, and then sat down with her on a nearby decorative bench.


    "E, what’s up?" Lauren asked.


    "Nothing, I just felt like sitting for a bit," E replied with a smile, noticing that Olivia was now eyeing her with a suspicious look.


    E leaned in and whispered something into Lauren’s ear.


    Lauren’s face immediately turned red, and she nced over at Henry sitting nearby. "Go on, you like him so much!"


    Lauren stammered, "I-I... I don’t think I can... I..."


    "Go!" Emanded.


    Reluctantly, Lauren gathered her courage and ran off.


    Henry was sitting not far away, ying a game with a little boy. The boy was the son of one of the professors and had been recovering at home after hurting his head due to his mischievousness.


    But the little rascal couldn’t stay put and hade out to y with the college students.


    Olivia, standing by the locker room door, noticed E sitting on the distant bench and smirked.


    She turned around and slipped quietly into the locker room.


    The school’s locker room was spacious, with areas for changing and storing shoes.


    Some of the yers kept their basketball shoes in the lockers to switch into for games.


    Olivia walked around the girls’ locker room. It wasn’t very crowded. After circling a few times, she finally made her way to E’s locker.


    Smirking, she nced up at the security camera, which was pointed away and wouldn’t catch her.


    Her heart was pounding.


    It was Olivia’s first time doing something like this, and she was nervous.


    But thinking about E’s arrogant attitude, Olivia sneered again, opened her locker, and took out E’s basketball shoes!


    Then, from her pocket, she pulled out a small transparent bottle and carefully inserted several short needles into the soles of the shoes.


    This way, it wouldn’t be easy for E to notice. But once she put them on and took a step, her feet would be full of punctures. Haha...


    After finishing, Olivia let out a deep breath, sneaking out as quietly as she came.


    E, just you wait. Let’s see if you still think you’re ying today! Hmph, no way Henry is going to see her on the court!


    Fifteen minutester, E and Lauren entered the locker room and started changing out of their boots and into their sneakers.


    Olivia was also ying in the game and her locker just so happened to be right next to E’s.


    She walked in, saw E taking off her boots, and felt a surge of satisfaction.


    E set down her boots and pulled out her basketball shoes.


    Lauren was busy changing as well, and no one paid any attention to Olivia’s hidden glee.


    Olivia’s eyes gleamed with malice. She couldn’te up with any brilliant tricks, but hiding needles in E’s shoes? That would definitely cause her a lot of pain!


    The thought filled Olivia with delight.


    Little did she know, after putting on her shoes, E didn’t stand up right away. Instead, she sat there chatting andughing with Lauren, who was still changing.


    Hmmph, the show’s about to begin!


    Olivia’s lips curled into a smug smile as Rachel cautiously approached, ncing nervously at E, who was still sitting calmly nearby.


    Olivia slipped on her own basketball shoes while Rachel sat beside her. "Olivia... are you sure about this?" Rachel whispered.


    "Shut up!" Olivia snapped, worried that Rachel might expose her secret, quickly cutting her off.


    Rachel frowned, her eyes flickering toward E, seated not far away.


    "Rachel, let’s go practice!" Olivia said, eager to be ready even though their game was next. As she stood up, a sharp, searing pain shot through her feet, as if countless needles had pierced her soles. She let out a shriek, copsing onto a nearby wooden bench.


    "Olivia, what’s wrong?" Rachel gasped, quickly crouching down to check on her.


    Olivia screamed again, drawing the attention of several students and teachers. A new male teacher, unaware of the situation’s sensitivity, rushed in at the sound of themotion.


    "Olivia, are you okay?" he asked gently, clearly concerned.


    E, sitting nearby, blinked and exchanged a knowing nce with Lauren, a subtle smile ying on her lips.


    "My feet... something’s stabbed my feet! There’s something in my shoes!" Olivia wailed, her face now ashen with pain.


    Rachel hurriedly pulled off Olivia’s shoes, and the male teacher quickly snatched one up. Flipping it over, he found tiny needle marks inside. Pressing on the sole, a needle popped out.


    The teacher’s expression darkened. "Olivia, there are needles in your shoes!"


    Olivia stared at him in disbelief. She had stuck the needles in *E’s* shoes, so how... how had they ended up in her own?


    "Oh my god, who would do something so cruel?"


    "Look at all those needles! Someone must really hate Olivia!" murmured the girls nearby.


    The male teacher’s gaze shifted to E and Lauren. When he had rushed in, he’d seen the two of them sitting there together.


    "Olivia, were these two students here before you?" he asked, his tone serious.


    Olivia, pale and shaken, nodded weakly. "Yes, E and Lauren came in before me."


    The male teacher’s eyes narrowed as he nced at the security camera. "This corner isn’t covered by the cameras. E, you’ve had issues with Olivia before, haven’t you?"


    E remainedposed, silently watching the scene unfold. Now that the teacher had directly questioned her, she responded with a faint smile, though her eyes shed with coldness. The teacher’s tone suggested he already suspected her of being behind the needle incident.


    "Teacher, how can you say that? It could just be a small ident," E replied calmly.


    Olivia, seething with anger, gritted her teeth. "It wasn’t an ident! She hates me, teacher! Every time she sees me, she mocks me and even calls me ’Miss Peacock!’"


    Wow, quite the tattletale.


    E raised an eyebrow. "It’s just a nickname, nothing worth getting so worked up over."


    The male teacher scolded E sharply, "If you didn’t have a grudge against Olivia, why would you do something like this to harm her?"