Chapter 130


    Sophie instantly noticed the ck suit Nichole was wearing, adorned with the Burke family crest on the


    chest. It was James Jacket


    “Ms. Sophie, Ms. Jenna Nichole greeted them with a smile. “What a coincidence”


    Jenna looked even worse than Sophie, especially after leaming that James had hurt Sophie because of


    Nichole. Without a second thought, Jenna pped Nichole right across the face.


    Sophie couldn’t hold Jenna back in time, whose gaze tumed icy


    Nichole’s eyes reddened instantly, tears welling up. “Ms. Jenna, what did I do? Why did you hit me?”


    Nichole’s tearful plea drew attention from students heading to their morning sses at Eastwood


    College, who only dared to watch from a distance.


    Nichole was somewhat of a celebrity at Eastwood College, known not only for her outstanding


    achievements and good looks but also for her generally positive and kind image


    Most students had heard of Nichole’s good deeds. The boys, in particr, were protective of her.


    “You ask why I hit you?” Jenna scoffed. “You spread nimors that Sophie is a gold-digger and ndered


    her on the school bulletin board! How can you be so shameless? Why are you clinging to someone


    else’s husband?”


    Nichole’s tears streamed down her face. She looked like the whole world had misunderstood her. “Ms.


    Jenna, how can you insult me in front of all these people? I may be poor, but I have my dignity! I never


    did those things!”


    Nichole’s defiant expression continued, “You can’t just nder me because Sophie is your close friend!


    I may be poor, but I won’t let you tamish my reputation! Even if you are wealthy, you can’t just throw dirt


    on me like this


    Jenna was angry but momentanly lost for words in the face of such moral coercion.


    Sophie stepped in front of Jenna, amused by Nichole’s act. “You are cor?”


    Nichole still had that pitiful yet stubborn look as she faced Sophie.


    Sophie had always just returned t i t for tat with Nichole, never going too far or intending to make


    Nichole’s life at school unbearable.


    But Nichole’s recent behavior had changed Sophie’s mind. She really shouldn’t have considered


    Nichole’s dignity.


    Sophie advanced, and Nichole, frightened, stepped back. “What are you going to do?!”


    Sophie swiftly grabbed the bag from Nichole’s hands, pulling out one bank card after another. She also


    took the suit jacket draped over Nichole’s shoulders.


    “All these bank cards, and not one of them wasn’t given to you by James. He gives you thousands


    every month for living expenses, covers your hefty tuition fees, bought you that bag, and pays for your


    daily essentials. Don’t forget, James and I are married-his money is our joint property. What right do


    you have to im poverty? Where do you get the audacity to say you have integrity?”


    Nichole looked mortified.


    “This jacket belongs to James, right?” Sophie said coldly. “My husband is really thoughtful, funding your


    education, personally bringing you to school, and making sure you’re covered up, just so you won’t


    catch a cold.”


    With those words, everyone around understood what was happening. A married man caring so deeply


    for another woman was a clear sign of an inappropriate rtionship.


    “Never thought Nichole was like that.”


    1 thought she really


    ly had integrity.


    but it turns out she’s just a home wrecker”


    “She’s living off a man and still dares to criticize the rightful wife!”


    “It’s clear now that she must be jealous. She spread those rumors on the bulletin board. How evil!”


    At the surrounding whispers, Nichole’s face fumed from pale to flushed.


    Suddenly, a hand s n a t ch e d the jacket from Sophie’s grasp.


    expression towards Sophie cold. “I’ve said before, I’ve never


    Sophie was startled to see James draping the jacket over Nichole, his expres


    crossed the line with Nichole N?velDrama.Org (C) content.


    “Crossed the line? What counts as crossing the line?”


    Sophie chuckled lightly and said, “You take Nichole to all the major evening events, rush to her side the


    moment she’s sick, and repeatedly embara s me, your wife, in public for her sake.”


    With each word, James’ face grew more ufortable.


    Sophie stepped closer, looking directly into James’ eyes, each word deliberate “James, it’s not just


    sleeping together that crosses the line. What you’re doing now is even more disgusting.”