"Principal." Summer Monroe looked at Principal Payne, gave an apologetic smile, and said, "I seem to have caused you a lot of trouble."

"What do you mean?" Principal Payne shook his head and said, "Teacher Sutton has already told me, if it weren’t for you, our school might have lost the right to use Britton University’s advanced mathematics teaching materials. Also, I heard about the freshman party later; you have greatly enhanced our school’s reputation. Recently, many pianists want to visit our school and meet you. But I was afraid they might distract you from your studies, so I turned them down."

Summer Monroe nodded her head and said, "I really don’t have much time to entertain them either."

"About Willow Grant..." Principal Payne paused, then said, "I roughly know what happened. But I still hope you can get along with her. You’re both alumni, and having more friends will open more paths after leaving school. Holding on to these little matters holds no significance."

"I understand."

And I also hope Willow Grant can understand too.

"It’s good that you understand. I’ll also advise Willow Grant." Principal Payne said, patting her on the shoulder, "Then go ahead and find the person you’re looking for, I have to get going."

—He had an appointment to meet some friends for drinks soon.

"Alright, take care."

Summer Monroe watched Principal Payne leave, then returned to her seat to continue going through the materials.

According to her mother’s diary, she was looking for teachers who worked during that period, so the range was much narrower.

At her pace, she should be able to finish the search in two days.

...

At the same time, a new post appeared on the school forum.

The title of the post was very eye-catching.

"Willow Grant goes crazy, insults Summer Monroe in front of the principal! Video evidence!"

Summer Monroe was somewhat the most famous person at Crestfall University now.

This post immediately attracted a lot of attention, with everyone clicking into it.

Sure enough, there was a video inside. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The video completely recorded how Willow Grant was shamed by the principal, and how she went crazy afterward, publicly calling Summer Monroe a slut.

In no time, countless people commented on the post.

Meanwhile, Willow Grant was walking down the street, both angry and aggrieved, suddenly feeling that everyone around her was pointing and whispering.

"Look, isn’t that the crazy Willow Grant mentioned in the school forum?"

"It really is her! So scary, let’s stay away from her, or she might lash out at us."

Willow Grant looked over in surprise, only to see those two girls quicken their steps and disappear from her sight as soon as they felt her gaze.

School forum?

Crazy?

Were they talking about her??

Willow Grant had a very bad premonition. She hurriedly opened the school forum, and immediately saw the post titled "Willow Grant goes crazy, insults Summer Monroe in front of the principal! Video evidence!"

Not a single comment below was siding with her; they were all condemning her.

"Oh my God, is Willow Grant crazy? That expression was terrifying, her face all contorted."

"She’s a real madwoman! How can our school have such a lunatic? Expel her immediately!"

"The more you think about it, the scarier it gets. This woman is too scheming."

Willow Grant looked at the comments below, shaking with rage.

As the top socialite of Rivain, she grew up in privilege, never once being called a "madwoman" by anyone??

Tears welled up in Willow Grant’s eyes, but they were also filled with hatred.

She hated Summer Monroe!

Willow Grant bit her lip and dialed Mrs. Grant’s number.

"Mom, when exactly are you coming over?"