Cassidy''s eyes fell on the screen, and he instantly recognized his son in the video. So he really had cheated.


    Ferdinand, meanwhile, kept his head down, not daring to say a word.


    "I hear you want to call the police?" the subordinate continued with a smile. "That''s fine, but let''s be clear about who started this. Also, a lot of people online are currently using Juniper of being a bully. To set the record straight, I think this video would be a very useful thing to post for the public to see. Let them be the judge."


    Cassidy froze, his earlier arrogance deting in an instant. Post it online? Many of his acquaintances would see it; the humiliation would be immense. That was out of the question.


    Before Cassidy could respond, the counselor''s phone rang.


    "Hello?" she answered. As she listened, her expression grew more and more serious. "Yes, I understand. Rest assured, I won''t let her be wronged."


    After hanging up, she turned to the Malones, her face stern. "The university president is now aware of this incident. He says that Ferdinand maliciously disrupted thepetition. If you continue to cause trouble, the school will issue him a major demerit."


    "What?" Cassidy''s face turned ashen. "And what about Juniper grabbing my son''s hair? Does she get away with that?"


    "Well....." the counselor paused, then added pointedly, "Ferdinand''s verbal abuse came first, which makes Juniper''s actions a form of self-defense."


    She then offered a tight, artificial smile, maintaining the pretense of seeking a peaceful resolution. "If you''re still not satisfied, we have the full video right here. We could always post the entire thing online and let the inte decide. Of course, the choice is yours."


    Cassidy finally understood. Era University was openly siding with Juniper. Publicizing the video would be disastrous for him and his son.


    "Fine," Cassidy said with a coldugh. "But don''t expect another dor of investment from the Malone family for Era University. Ferdinand, let''s go."


    As he reached the door, he stopped and turned to the subordinate. "And who are you?"


    "Me?" Ebony Fox''s subordinate pointed to himself with a smirk. "I''m the assistant to the chief instructor of the military training program."


    The chief instructor? Cassidy had done his homework; he knew this person was a formidable figure. They had even rejected his request to have Ferdinand excused from the training.


    With a grunt, Cassidy decided not to pick a fight he couldn''t win and stormed out of the office.


    Finally, the office was quiet.


    "Hello there," the subordinate said, walking up to Juniper with a beaming smile. "I''m a big fan of yours."


    A question mark slowly formed in Juniper''s mind. Fan? Chief instructor? Who were these people?


    "The obstacle course, the perfect shooting score..." the subordinate gushed with admiration. "Where did you learn to do all that?"


    Juniper didn''t answer, hesitant to admit that she was mostly self-taught.


    "By the way, the chief instructor


    witnessed the whole thing from upstairs and knew you were being wronged, so I was sent down with


    the vide


    and the president was


    called by the chief instructor he exined, heaping praise on his boss.


    "Oh," Juniper said, a slight frown on her face. "Thank you."


    Truthfully, she''d had her own video evidence. Suspecting that sore loser might


    cause trouble, she had worn a micro-camera on her cor.


    "Right!" the subordinate leaned in closer, lowering his voice


    conspiratorially Our chief instructor is a really incredible person Would you like to meet them?"