After Rebirth, I Won't Take the Blame

When the doorbell rang, I was cautious and didn't open the door.

But I didn't expect that the person outside had a key.

As soon as the door opened, it was kicked open.

It was Emily's parents, Noah and Lily.

As Noah entered, he roared at me, "Liam, where did you hide my daughter?

"You didn't answer my calls or texts. Tomorrow is the exam. If it affects Emily's grades, can you bear the responsibility?"

Lily added sarcastically, "Liam, I know you and Emily are close. But Emily is a special student. The teacher said she was a candidate for Harott University. It's so late. Are you keeping her so she can only get into a third-rate college like you?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but clench my fists.

In my previous life, even though I argued with them, I still ended up killed by Noah.

This time, I wouldn't suffer in silence again.

I suppressed my emotions and smiled. "Tomorrow is the exam. Emily should be studying at home. How could she be at my house?"

I thought that if I had explained clearly, the tragedy from my past life wouldn't have happened.

But when I saw Noah, I knew I was wrong.

Noah had long assumed that I had corrupted his daughter.

Because every time Emily went out with Daniel, she said I called her out.

Her parents believed I was Emily's follower.

So, Noah killed me in a fit of rage not only because Emily's life was ruined but also to vent his years of dissatisfaction with me.

Seeing me silent, Lily continued, "Liam, Emily said she was coming here to study. I trusted you and let her come. But it's almost ten, and she hasn't come home. Her phone is unreachable.

"Emily is a good girl. She wouldn't lie. If she said she came to your house, she must be here. I know you and Emily are close, but you can't keep her like this."

Lily's words made me laugh angrily.

"Auntie, Emily is an adult. If she were here, she would have come out by now. Do you think I could tie her up?

"And you broke into my house at night. That's illegal. Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?"

Before I finished speaking, Noah slapped me.

Noah was the head of security at my school. He was six feet tall and weighed 220 pounds, all muscle.

Three months ago, he caught two thugs at the school gate and was commended by the school leaders.

His slap left me stunned.

But he wasn't satisfied and took out his phone to start recording me.

"Whose brat is this? He can't study well himself and keeps my daughter from preparing for her exams. He's just a natural troublemaker! Isn't anyone going to do something?"

After recording, Noah posted the video in the school parents' group chat.

Because of the thug incident, Noah had some prestige in the parents' group.

As soon as he posted, everyone started to reply.

Noah was satisfied and raised his phone to record me again.

He recorded while explaining, "This kid is really wicked. My daughter is a good student. She helps him with his studies because his grades are average. But he pesters her every day, not letting her prepare for her exams.

"I thought he just had a crush on my daughter. With the exam coming up, I thought he'd behave. But he used the excuse of studying to hide her.

"Tomorrow is the college entrance exam. I can't reach Emily. I'm going crazy. But this brat is lying to me. Everyone, judge for yourselves!"

The parents in the group chat started sympathizing with Noah.

"Isn't this Liam? He looks innocent but is bad inside!"

"Exactly. If my daughter hung out with someone like him, I'd break her legs."

"Noah, the exam is tomorrow. Hurry and find out where Emily is. If she misses the exam, it'll be a lifelong regret."

Talking about the exam, Noah got anxious and started a live stream in the group chat.

The curious parents flocked to the live stream.

Seeing the number of viewers, Noah got excited and pointed the camera at my face.

"Kid, you'd better hand over Emily quickly. Or I'll take justice and discipline you for your parents."

Lily chimed in, handing Noah a baseball bat.

"Honey, use this. He'll talk."

I looked coldly at Noah.

"Emily isn't at my house. I've never told her to do anything. Please leave my house immediately, or I'll report you for trespassing!"

I thought Noah would back off hearing this. But he shouted even louder, "This little bastard! Not even fully grown and trying to scare me. It's hilarious!"

Saying this, he picked up the baseball bat and knocked the camera lens off the shelf.

At this moment, a parent who liked photography in the live stream couldn't stay calm.

"Noah, the lens you just broke seems to be a global limited edition Leica. I've heard it's worth over a million."

Noah paused for a moment, then put on a disdainful look.

"So what if it's over a million? Whether it's Leica or something else, how could a kid have such an expensive item? Maybe he's being kept by a rich woman?"

Noah laughed arrogantly in the live stream.

"Today, I'll do justice and smash these shady items."

Saying this, he raised the bat and knocked down other lenses and cameras on the shelf.

Watching this, my heart ached, but I couldn't stop him.

Because I knew if I tried to stop him, the bat would hit me just like in my past life.

Noah, although he usually bowed to the school leaders, actually hated the rich.

He couldn't stand young, wealthy girls the most.

Previously, a new female teacher at the school carried a bag worth tens of thousands on her first day.

Noah glanced at it disdainfully and said she must be kept by someone to afford such an expensive bag.

Later, it turned out that the teacher was the only daughter of the city's richest man, with family assets worth billions. Why would she flaunt a bag worth tens of thousands?

Most of the parents in the group chat were middle-aged men with the same bad habit as Noah.

They praised Noah while urging him to check other rooms.

Seeing this, I quickly tried to stop him.

"Uncle, Emily isn't at my house. If you want to find her, call the police. Why are you smashing my things?

"This is illegal. If you don't stop, I'll call the police!"

Hearing that I would call the police, everyone went silent.

But Noah, enraged, insisted I had hidden Emily.

He waved the bat and shouted at me, "You little bastard, you want to call the police? Go ahead. Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'd love for the police to take you away, so you don't affect Emily's studies."

Suddenly, someone posted a message in the live stream.

"I've seen this boy. A young woman always picks him up in a luxury car, hugging and kissing him. She doesn't look like a parent. He must be kept by a rich woman."