Chapter 251

Kenneth's long fingers gently brushed through Ophelia's soft hair as he explained, "When I first took over Sinclair Group last year, we acquired a small island.

"It's now developed into a seaside resort area. Are you interested in coming with me to check out the results? I heard it's been quite popular lately, and we've never taken a vacation together, have we?" Ophelia thought for a moment and realized he was right. She couldn't recall a time they'd spent a proper vacation together.

"But what about the work I have on hand?" Ophelia asked.

She still wasn't fully familiar with Sinclair Group, and she had just secured the Westiend Railway Station project. On top of that, she needed to prepare for the upcoming bid for the stadium. Ophelia felt like there was a mountain of work waiting for her.

"I'll help you with the important tasks over the next couple of days. The less urgent stuff can be delayed. Anything else can be handled by Mark.

He can take charge at the company. If there's something you can't solve, leave it to him. Also, we can have Liam to help out," Kenneth said.

They could leave the old-timers at the company to Liam.

"Do you really think there's anything I can't solve with you around?" Ophelia said, wrapping her arms around Kenneth's waist and burying her face in his chest. Ophelia felt that it was indeed time to relax.

She had been so caught up in work recently that she hadn't had time to enjoy quality moments with Kenneth.

It had almost been a year since they'd been together.

Time really flew by.

Kenneth's heart skipped a beat as he lightly traced his fingers over Ophelia's slender back.

"Then I'll head to the company this afternoon to sort out the work tasks, and I'll also stop by Dellanex University," Ophelia said.

She still needed to deal with Zackary's video, which hadn't been made public yet.

Ophelia wasn't sure if Zackary had learned his lesson or if he had toned things down recently.

"Alright, I'll head back to Sinclair Group and wait for you," Kenneth replied.

The black Maybach stopped at the intersection, and Ophelia got out, climbing into the black SUV behind it.

The two of them automatically took seats in the back.

The car drove toward Dellanex University.

Ophelia had already informed Raphael that she wouldn't be able to substitute for a while.

Today, she was officially coming to hand over her duties. She had heard that the school had invited Madeline as a guest lecturer, so Ophelia needed to clear out her office. 09:31 Thu, Nov 28 B

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Ophelia entered the faculty building and ran into a professor from the architecture department. She nodded slightly to greet him.

However, the professor furrowed his brows, adjusted his glasses, and sighed, shaking his head.

Ophelia found this strange but didn't think much of it.

She turned the corner and continued walking toward her office.

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At this time, the teachers from various departments were heading out to their classes, gradually emerging from their offices.

Several teachers who usually greeted Ophelia didn't even look at her today. Instead, they turned their heads away, lowering their eyes as they walked past. "Today's young people have no shame."

"Exactly. You really wouldn't expect it. She looks so proper, but can't believe she'd do something like that."

"Shh... Don't say anything. Don't let her hear you."

Their voices were already quiet, but Ophelia had excellent hearing, and every word reached her ears.

'Are they talking about me? Seems like I missed something that I wasn't supposed to know,' Ophelia thought.

The door to her office was open, and inside stood Madeline in a brown business suit, arms crossed, leaning against the desk.

On the couch by the wall, Lesly and Carly were sitting side by side, their faces tense with worry.

As Ophelia approached the door, all three of them turned to look at her.

"Hi, Professor Spencer..." Carly and Lesly stood up, glancing at Madeline as they waited for her to speak first.

"Darling, have you seen the forum on Dellanex University's website?" Madeline asked.

'Forum? What forum? Ophelia wondered in surprise.

From the look on Ophelia's face, it was clear she had no idea what was going on.

Carly added, "I don't know who started the rumors, but... they say you... seduced the department head, Zackary. And they even said you personally invited Mr. Gross to... you know... the hotel... Lesly lowered her head, clearly feeling guilty. "Professor Spencer, this is all my fault."

Ophelia's eyes narrowed in realization. Now she understood why the teachers had been giving her those looks.

So Zackary had turned things around on her, blaming her instead.

She should've known that jerk would get back at her somehow.

Ophelia had planned to handle things privately with Raphael today, but since Zackary was pushing it, she had no intention of holding back anymore.

"Darling, what exactly is going on here?" Madeline asked. She had just arrived today and had already heard a lot of gossip.

Madeline believed that someone who Summer liked could never do something like that.

Besides, with her strength, Ophelia didn't need to seduce Zackary.

Ophelia gave a playful smile, her face showing a nonchalant expression.

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"It's nothing. I'll take care of it." She glanced at Lesly and Carly. She hadn't expected those who had bullied her before her time travel to come and show concern for her now. 'Looks like people need to get stronger first,' Ophelia thought.

"You two go back and get ready for class. Don't worry about it," Ophelia said.

When Lesly had maliciously spread rumors about her online back then, it hadn't worked, and this time would be no different.

Lesly gave Ophelia a look and met her gaze, thinking, 'I was truly blind back then. How could I have had a falling out with someone as good as Professor Spencer?'

They knew Ophelia couldn't possibly have tried to seduce Zackary.

They didn't understand why the teachers and students believed it. No matter how many times they explained, it just didn't make sense.

The two of them left the office, leaving Ophelia and Madeline alone.

Ophelia had only been at the university for two months, so she didn't have much to pack up. She only took the embroidery notebook Enzo had given her.

There wasn't much else to take.

"That day... were you okay?" Madeline asked.

She referred to the day of the designer conference.

"I'm fine, thank you for believing in me," Ophelia said. She and Madeline weren't exactly close, just acquaintances, but Madeline had trusted her without making assumptions like everyone else, and Ophelia felt grateful for that. "Of course, I believe you. The ones spreading those rumors are probably just jealous of you," Madeline said.

Ophelia was so talented and beautiful that it was hard not to be envious of her.

Ophelia smiled. "You go to class now."

"Okay, if you need anything, feel free to ask," Madeline said, picking up some documents from the desk.

Just then, a group of students rushed toward the back of the teaching building, their voices buzzing.

Madeline and Ophelia exchanged a look, sensing that something was happening.

"What's going on?" Madeline asked, confused.

"Let's go take a look," Ophelia said.

The two of them quickly walked out of the teaching building.

Following the crowd, they looked up toward the rooftop.

The scene was too familiar.

Suddenly, a long-buried memory surged into Ophelia's mind.

The murmurs around them grew louder.

"Who is that? Can't see it clearly from here."

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"Don't you know? It's Briony Xenos from the architectural design major."

"Oh... her? The one from Gloomhaven who caught a disease, the most disliked person on campus?"

"Yeah, that's her. She's from the Gloomhaven and only has that one outfit. It's filthy."

"What's going on this time? Trying to get attention?"

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