Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 715

Chapter 715

It was before class. Rebecca and Jenny were heading to the academic building when they saw a huge crowd gathered around the

bulletin board.

“Come on, let’s check it out,” Jenny sald, pulling Rebecca along.

If she had known what they would see, she never would have gone over. There, right under Rebecca’s award photo and bio, was a printed picture of a naked girl embracing a naked man

The angle captured only the man’s bare back but left the girl’s face exposed. The critical parts were blurred, with a full page of text right beside them.

The first line read: [Look at how our outstanding speech competition champion really earned her trophy. She slept her way to the top!]

It went on with a long, vicious rant, accusing Rebecca of being kept by multiple men, shaming the school and all arts students.

The language was crude and explicit. Some girls couldn’t even look and walked away. But many more stayed to gawk.

Jenny was pissed off. She shoved her way through the crowd, planted herself in front of the glass, and roared, “Who did this? Who’s spreading these lies?”

No one answered, but the murmurs continued.

“To be honest, the rumors about Rebecca have been circulating for a while now.”

“Yeah, luxury cars pick her up all the time. Some say it’s more than one guy-foreigners, old men, and rich heirs.”

“Tons of people have seen it with their own eyes.”

The sheer volume of onlookers was staggering, forming wall after wall of bodies. A chaotic drone of overlapping whispers filled the air, making it entirely impossible to pinpoint exactly who was speaking.

It felt as though every mouth was moving, every person actively fueling the fire.

“Shut up, all of you! This is all bullshit!” Jenny bellowed.

No one fell silent. They just kept staring at Rebecca and whispering.

Rebecca took Jenny’s hand and laced their fingers together. “Jenny, take it easy. Yelling won’t help.”

“Then what do we do?” Jenny huffed. “Just let them spread this crap?”

She could never subscribe to the passive philosophy that the innocent had nothing to prove. She would fight to drag the truth

into the absolute light of day.

“Of course not.” Rebecca stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Jenny, blocking the bulletin board, and pulled out her phone. “We call the police. I’m reporting this.”

She already had a strong suspicion of who was behind it, but she needed proof.

Just as she was about to dial, a vice principal on duty finally noticed the commotion. The crowd parted, and he walked up to Rebecca, his eyes flashing with anger.

“This is outrageous!” Fabio Pearson barked. “You’re high-school students. How dare you bring this kind of filth onto campus!”

Rebecca squared her shoulders. “Sir, are you talking to me? I’m the victim here.”

Fabio didn’t answer. His eyes darted down to her phone screen, and he froze. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Calling the police,” Rebecca replied calmly. “I’m the victim of vicious rumors and defamation. I want them investigated and

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