Chapter 103

"This blogger really knows how to manipulate the narrative. They only mention the dowry issue but conveniently leave out the part about returning it. If not for the evidence, Professor Lowell would've been wrongfully accused."

"I'm such an idiot for jumping on the hate bandwagon. My apologies, Professor Lowell!"

The comments section was instantly flooded with apologies.

The perfectly aligned responses stood out conspicuously.

Vivian Ashcroft screenshotted the thread and sent it to Sophia Lowell, who chuckled. "These students are so easily swayed. We clearly need better education on critical thinking."

"Students?" Vivian scoffed. "You're barely older than them. Naivety isn't an excuse for cyberbullying. They deserve to fail their exams as a wake-up call."

"Dean Ellison is keeping tabs. Every single one who participated in the online bashing will face consequences. Written apologies are mandatory."

The campus forum was meant for academic discussions, but it had devolved into a battleground of insults.

As dean, Arthur Ellison had to restore order. The offending students became prime targets for disciplinary action.

Mid-conversation, Vivian suddenly gasped. "Look! Someone just leaked the Tech Grad Courtship Rules!"

"What?"

Sophia froze.

"It's that ridiculous Clementson Code you posted. A student shared it online, and now it's gone viral. Someone exposed the absurd dating requirements set by engineering grad students. Netizens are calling it feudalistic trash."

Sophia shook her head. "I didn't realize there were so many weirdos out there."

"You think that's bad? Check out this gem from my feed."

Vivian sent a screenshot.

Four vacation photos of Isabella Valentine.

The geotag showed Denver.

Just days ago, financial news reported Ethan Roscente attending a summit there.

Did they go on a business trip together?

Sophia laughed at herself. Why did she even care? They were over.

Setting her phone aside, she picked up her sketchbook to work on a design draft.

Normally, inspiration flowed effortlessly. Today, nothing came. After hours of erasing and redrawing, she'd made little progress.

Giving up, she switched to preparing tomorrow's lecture slides.

Work kept her busy until late at night.

After showering, she lay in bed exhausted but unable to sleep.

Her phone suddenly buzzed with multiple notifications in quick succession.