Chapter 350:
If Ellie knew of his aplishments, she might regret choosing Kaiden.
After all, Kaiden had be disabled in a car ident at the age of seventeen. How could he have possibly achieved such sess?
As Erick basked in self-adtion, the massive screen behind the DJ suddenly transformed.
Shots of the documents shed on the screen. Everyone instinctively looked over, then continued watching with rapt attention as the facts unfolded before their eyes.
“So, Erick’s admission to Crestmont University was basically fraudulent? Not only did the Thorpe family sponsor the construction of a new building, they even donated antique calligraphy pieces and paintings! The Thorpe family sure has money to burn.”
“It’s quite impressive that even his thesis papers for both his undergraduate and master’s degrees werepleted by others!”
“What’s more, his participation in several internationalpetitions resulted in team awards where the main members were all top-notch. He merely rode on their coattails without making any significant individual contribution!”
“Oh my God, I need to tell my dad about this. He should have forked out more money so I wouldn’t have had to study at a no-name university abroad!”
“Wait, are these even real? Maybe they’re fake?”
“How can these be fake? Look, even the sponsorship certificates have Crestmont University’s seal on them. Do you think those can be easily forged?”
“Wow, all these revtions are shocking, and they’re still keeping the party going? Their vanity knows no bounds.”
“What the hell is Erick thinking? How can he show off so tantly when he couldn’t even cover all his bases?”
“Ah, where is Erick? I’d like to know what he thinks of this.”
“Erick, this…” Demi began, utterly dumbfounded by what was happening. The guests’ criticisms and mockery came from all sides.
“What the hell?!” Erick jumped to his feet and roared at the top of his lungs. “Turn it off! Shut that damn thing off right this instant!”
Gal n o v el s . is your destination for fiction
But the waiters were just as clueless about how the pictures had appeared on the screen.
Seeing that no one was making a move to follow hismand, Erick pushed through the guests and stormed over to the DJ booth. He grabbed the DJ by the cor and screamed in his face, “Hurry up! Turn that thing off or I’m going to kill you!”
“Sir, this… I’m only in charge of the music!” The DJ was shaking, a mix of shock and fear in his eyes.
Unfortunately for him, Erick was too enraged to listen to reason. The only thing that registered in his mind was that the DJ was making excuses. Without another thought, Erick pulled back his fist andnded a punch on the poor DJ’s face. The sound of the impact was amplified by the numerous microphones in the booth, echoing loudly throughout the hall. There was a collective gasp from the guests as they stared, horrified.
“What the hell? Why is he hitting an innocent person?!”
“This is just a pathetic attempt to cover his humiliation.”
“With the way he’s acting, I’m inclined to believe everything is true.”
At this point, the slideshow had finished, but it quickly started from the beginning again. It seemed like whoever was behind it wanted to ensure everyone got a good look at every single detail.
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Message from Noa: I hope you enjoyed the new chapters, dear ones. Today, we also have a newlypleted novel. God loves you, and Noa wishes you all the best. (? ?? ? – ? ) ?
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