My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 362

"I'm sure I haven't done anything to offend her," Chuck thought. He did not think he deserved this animosity from Frieda.

They hadn't even known each other firsthand, but this Frieda girl had just shown up suddenly and antagonized him every chance she got. He had ignored her then, and now here she was, escalating the situation by accusing him of theft.

Chuck couldn't stand her any longer and thought, "This foolish woman has gone too far!"

"Could it be that Aaron had managed to turn her crazy by drugging her two days ago?" Chuck wondered. It wasn't implausible. She had slept a whole 24 hours that day, having been drugged heavily. Who knew how long Aaron had played with her unconscious body?

Aaron must be a freak to enjoy sleeping with women in that state. He might have even secretly recorded a video of his endeavours.

"Say that again," Chuck threatened, glaring as he walked over to her.

Chuck didn't want to hit a woman, but if this woman crossed any more lines, he would not hesitate.

He did not give a toss if she was the campus belle or not.

"You. Are. A. Thief," Frieda repeated her earlier accusation word by word. "This is the moneymaker," she thought. This would finally be the one method to drive Chuck out of the school that might work.

She had recorded a video earlier when Chuck had stopped to pick up the wallet. "I could edit it and create an illusion that Chuck had stolen money," Frieda schemed.

"I'm telling the principal on you, you're going to get expelled, just you wait! You're a thief, a degenerate! I'm not allowing trash like you to stay here and jeopardize our school! Get ready to pack up and leave, you b*stard!" Frieda yelled. She swiftly turned around and walked away.

Chuck frowned and stared at her retreating back for a few seconds. She was indeed a beautiful woman. But why was she so cruel, so heartless, so out of her mind?

Why was she so foolish?

Chuck didn't bother with her after that, it was not like he'd chase her down and give her a beating. He was a gentleman after all.

However, "Didn't she say something about making the principal expel him?" he wondered.

Chuck shrugged his shoulders as he thought. That was the least of his worries.

Chuck then walked over to Betty's parking spot. Of course, Betty had paid attention to the entire situation with Frieda just now. "Young Master, do you need me to deal with her?" she inquired.

There was so much power in that one sentence. Regardless of Frieda's family background or whether she was rich or if she had any important influences at all, his answer would determine her fate.

If Chuck wanted to buy this entire school, all he had to was give Karen a call, a short demand of "Buy it!" would make it happen, the school would be his to own just like that.

"She's just an idiot, let her be," Chuck said. He was still looking forward to seeing what other sorts of ways Frieda would try to drive him out!

"Understood," Betty answered and then drove Chuck back to the hotel.

Frieda went to the principal's office again. She had just edited the video and created the illusion that Chuck had stolen her money. She had done it very subtly. Although the video she had taken was Chuck picking up her wallet, she was able to edit it into what she wanted to fabricate.

It was an easy job.

Frieda knocked on the principal's door.

"Come in," the principal answered.

Frieda went in at that. When the principal saw that it was Frieda again, he frowned and said, "Frieda, what are you doing here again?"

"Principal, I'm here to show you a video," Frieda said and walked over as if dejected. She was playing the part of a theft victim really well, exhibiting fear in her every move.

The principal nodded impatiently. Frieda turned on her cell phone and played the edited video for him. The video showed Chuck stealing a wallet, opening it as if to take money from it... then it cut off.

The principal was shaken by that video. Willa's own blood had actually been stealing? How was that possible?

The principal rewatched the video, looking more and more terrible by the second.

Seeing the principal's expression, Frieda smiled. "Principal, it was pure luck that I caught this all on video when I was playing with my phone. Chuck had just stolen my wallet! Look at his face, surely this wasn't his first time! Who knows how many people had had theirs stolen as well, this is abominable! How can we secure the safety of students if he remains here? He's stealing money now, but what if it escalates? What if he ends up stealing from the girls' dorms or even decides to

sexually assault them? You have to do something about this! If you don't, our school's reputation would know no glory," Frieda told the principal.

This would work, Freda knew it in her gut. "The days of seeing Chuck Cannon roaming around campus will be no more," she thought happily.

The principal would definitely expel Chuck after watching this video.

He looked at Frieda seriously and asked, "What is your WhatsApp number?"

"My number?" Frieda was stunned. Why was the principal asking her this? Did he want to become WhatsApp friends?

"Tell me, I'll add you," said the principal.

Frieda nodded and complied, passing him her phone. Right as the phone reached the principal, he had proceeded to delete the incriminating video, shocking Frieda. "Principal! Why did you delete that?" she sputtered, confused.

Frieda was very angry. She had spent so much energy on that edit! "How could the principal delete it just like that?" she thought.

"Ding!" her phone sounded.

The principal returned the phone to Frieda.

Frieda reached out and took it from him, looking at the screen reflexively and her eyes nearly bulged out of her skull. There was a notification notifying her that she had just received a 100,000 dollars transfer!

"What is the principal doing?" Frieda thought, confused.

Of course, 100,000 dollars didn't mean much to Frieda. Even her underwear would cost around fifty to sixty thousand dollars. What was a meagre 100,000 dollars to her? She was just confused as to why the principal did that.

"What is his reason?" she wondered.

"Just pretend that nothing happened today. You can keep the 100,000 dollars," said the principal.

"Principal? Are you..." Frieda came to a realization at that moment. The principal was buying her silence. She understood. If the video of Chuck stealing money was shared online, it would definitely destroy the university's reputation.

Therefore, the principal had deleted it and paid for her cooperation.

"Principal, I won't tell anyone, I promise. But I want you to fire Chuck, he's a thief!" Frieda insisted.

"Just forget it, Frieda," the principal was shut off now. If Willa knew about this situation, he would certainly be fired right then and there.

"Principal?" Frieda asked, she could not believe what was happening. What did this mean? Did it mean that she should just pretend that nothing had happened? Why?

"I'll give you two choices. Take the money and forget this matter, and don't mention it to anyone else. The alternate choice..." the principal said.

"Whatever the second choice is, I'm taking it! I'm not going to forget about this!" Frieda interrupted, her tone serious. She was definitely not short of 100,000 dollars. Why would she take the money anyway? She had spent so much time on that video editing, surely Chuck was going to be driven out!

"Are you sure?" the principal asked, his voice indifferent.

"Yes, I'm sure!" Frieda was absolutely sure. She would not consider the former choice at all!

"Alright then, start packing up. You're expelled!" the principal said coldly.

"What?" Frieda was stunned into disbelief. She must've heard him wrong, right? She thought, "Chuck was the thief, he was the one who stole. Why am I the one getting expelled?"

Frieda found it to be unreasonable.

The principal repeated, "Didn't you hear me? You've been expelled! Leave!"

"Principal, I don't accept this. It's him who's stealing and done wrong, why am I the one getting in trouble for it?" Frieda was angry at the lack of logic here. This was just plain unfair!

"Because you're being a fool!" The principal said, "Chuck is not someone you can offend so easily. If you just take this money, stay quiet, everything will be okay."

Frieda laughed at him and said, "Principal, are you joking? I can't afford to offend Chuck? I think I know what's going on. He's your illegitimate son, isn't he?" Frieda sneered, manners having thrown out the window. She was going to say whatever came to her mind!

Frieda was not an easy woman to intimidate as it turns out.

Frieda thought that Chuck must be the illegitimate son of the principal. Otherwise, how could he be so biased towards a piece of trash like Chuck?

A loud slap echoed in the room.

The principal had slapped Frieda in the face. Her hand reaching up to rub at her reddening cheek. Did she really just get slapped?RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"Principal, how could you?" Frieda was shocked. She had never received a beating, even when she was a child. How could she be beaten today? Frieda felt extremely humiliated!

"What are you talking about? How can Chuck be my illegitimate son?" the principal spat in fury. If Willa heard this, he would be doomed.

"If he's not, why are you protecting him like that? He's a thief!" Frieda shouted as she was angry.

The principal told Frieda, his tone cold, "I've just told you, you can't afford to offend him! Let me repeat myself. You either shut up and take the money or just get out of here!"

Frieda was going to go crazy with how angry she was feeling. How was it possible to be so difficult to drive a sc*mbag like Chuck out?

The principal then scolded, "If Chuck ever speaks up and mentions that you have to go, you go. Got it? Now, take the money and get out of my office!"

"You've been telling me repeatedly that I can't afford to offend Chuck. Well, let's hear it, tell me who he is. I'd like to know what the big deal with that trash of a person is," Frieda sneered.