The faculty looked grim. My best friend backstage was frantic but helpless to intervene.
Rebecca's words had worked their magic on the crowd. They were now convinced I was a femme fatale who'd not only seduced Rebecca's boyfriend but also professors and the director to climb the ladder.
I stood up slowly, my face ashen. "Let's be rational. Do you have any proof I seduced your boyfriend? And who exactly is he?"
Rebecca scoffed, then turned on her phone to livestream, her face a mask of misery.
"Please help me. I don't know what to do anymore. This homewrecker who seduced my boyfriend is thriving at school, strutting around like she owns the place! She's shameless, and I'm suffering so much!"
She wiped away non-existent tears and turned to address the crowd.
"Fellow students, have you noticed your beloved Amelia suddenly carrying a new Hermès bag today? A Kelly that takes dozens of purchases to even qualify for!"
I'd gone straight to my dorm after my nephew gave me the bag. I had no idea so many people had noticed!
Furiously, she projected an image on the screen. It was a Hermès receipt with her name on it. No purchase history.