Tragic Novel? I'll Turn It Into a Power Trip

It was obvious the person who took the photos had deliberately blurred my sisters' faces to hide their identities and make it look like I was sleeping with wealthy women for money.

I glanced at Carol, who was clutching the photos.

"You took these?"

Carol lifted her chin self-righteously.

"That's right! Jacob, I almost got fooled by you before!"

From the way she stood there so self-righteously, anyone would have thought she had no idea those women were actually my sisters.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized she probably really didn't know.

The original Jacob had tried to introduce her to his family countless times, but she always put on this high and mighty act.

"Jacob, we're not even dating yet, and you already want me to meet your family? I'm honestly so disappointed in you!"

When I didn't say anything, Carol took it as a sign that I was backing down. She immediately put on a hurt expression and turned to the crowd.

"Everyone, I only found out about this a few days ago. I didn't say anything because I wanted to protect Jacob's dignity. But instead of appreciating it, he pushed things even further and even tried to use the mall incident to threaten me into giving him money…"

Matt immediately chimed in loudly, "Yeah! Carol already explained everything to me. Her family accidentally froze the wrong card. That's why the supplementary card stopped working."

I burst out laughing on the spot.

"Matt, I always thought only your face was fake. Turns out your brain's counterfeit too. You actually believed an excuse that ridiculous?"

Matt's expression stiffened in anger.

"Stop trying to drive a wedge between us! Anyway, I trust Carol!"

He even made a point of flashing the watch Carol had bought him as he talked.

"Fine," I said, smirking lazily. "If Carol's really as loaded as you claim, why don't you liquidate all the gifts I ever gave you and pay me back? What, is she too cheap to cough up a few tens of thousands?"

Carol's face instantly turned ashen.

"Jacob, don't push your luck!"

I let out a cold laugh. "Luck? Carol, the one pushing her luck here is obviously you. Is there anything on you that wasn't bought with my money? Even the shoes you're wearing right now—"

Before I could even finish, Carol completely snapped from humiliation and rage. She suddenly raised her hand and swung it toward my face.

I was the mighty hero of a power-fantasy novel. Did she really think I'd let someone slap me?

I grabbed her wrist in one motion and struck back.

The loud slap echoed throughout the hallway.

Silence fell instantly.

"Jacob, are you insane? You actually hit me?" Carol shouted, clutching her face in disbelief.

"So what if I hit you? Do I need an appointment for that?" I said, flicking my wrist. "That was for biting the hand that feeds you."

"What's going on here?"

The head teacher, Mr. Eric Gosling, suddenly rushed over.

Matt rushed over to him and began his sob story. "Mr. Gosling, Jacob has been messing around with all sorts of women off campus…"

He paused for effect, then added, "Carol found out and tried to talk some sense into him, but Jacob got embarrassed and hit her."

Ever since Carol started spending my money, she'd been keeping a rather high profile at college.

The teachers had privately speculated about her family background before. The less they knew, the more mysterious she seemed, and the more convinced they became that she came from some powerful family.

Now that something like this had happened, there was no way Mr. Gosling wouldn't side with her.

Sure enough, Mr. Gosling immediately pointed at me and roared, "Jacob! You assaulted a fellow student in public! Apologize to Carol right now! Otherwise, I'll expel you from this college!"

A flash of smug satisfaction appeared in Carol's eyes, while Matt lowered his head and snickered triumphantly.

I looked at Mr. Gosling coldly.

"And what if I refuse?"

Mr. Gosling's face turned red with anger.

"Then get out of this college! We will never tolerate trash like you here!"

"I'd like to see who dares expel my brother."

Just then, several cold female voices cut in from behind us.

Every student turned around at the same time.

Seven stunning women stood at the end of the hallway.

Aurora Blake, my eldest sister, fixed Carol with a cold stare. "So you're the one leeching off my brother and playing rich?"