President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Victoria narrowed her eyes, she had forgotten about the video.

Olivia Thornton watched her silence and thought she had finally shocked her.

“Mr. Steele has been asking me about you a lot.”

Olivia Thornton looked contemptuous as she wiped the water from her cheeks, “You’re just a designer in a small studio now, would Mr. Steele go after you if he found out about your whereabouts? After all, he’s still regretting that he didn’t succeed in banging you back then.”

Victoria didn’t wait for her to finish before reaching out and pushing her into the cubicle, saying, “It’s just a video!”

Olivia Thornton was caught off guard and went straight down hard.

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Instead of answering her, Victoria opened the lid of the toilet and pressed her head sharply in with one hand.

She didn’t forget to take out her own cell phone for video.

The school toilets weren’t always cleaned and sanitized. She was so smoked up that she wanted to vomit and flailed her hands around.

But Victoria heaved again and pressed her in again. After a fifteen-second video, Victoria released her.

“Mrs. Thornton can take good care of that video, or else this video just now will be uploaded to Veridian City University’s official website, and then all the students will know that you still have this hobby.”

Olivia Thornton couldn’t respond to her anymore, her stomach was churning and she threw up on the side in disgust.

When Victoria was falsely accused of plagiarism in the past, she defended herself in a hundred different ways, but no one believed what she said.

Olivia Thornton came forward at that point and said she was willing to believe her and would take her over to the organizers to explain.

Victoria, of course, trusted her as a teacher, and that so-called organizer was Richard Steele of the Three-Beam Group.

Richard Steele had been eyeing Victoria for a long time, and when Olivia Thornton brought her in, he shed that mask of gentleness right there.

And Victoria’s most trusted teacher, surprisingly, was on hand to shoot the video.

How desperate she was at that time. Not to mention the matter of plagiarism, even the graduation certificate was reluctantly obtained by the kind-hearted vice president. Proud of her, she disappeared from Veridian City University in confusion.

“Blarghhh,” Olivia Thornton continued to throw up, the last vestiges of blood disappearing from her face.

Victoria stepped out of the cubicle and stood quietly at the sink, washing her hands and glancing at her makeup to make sure it was right before she opened the bathroom door.

Someone at the door was raising their hand as if to knock.

Emily looked at Victoria and a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, “Poppy?”

The sound of Olivia Thornton’s vomiting was still coming from the bathroom cubicle, and Emily glanced inside suspiciously.

“What brings you to my school and what’s going on in there?”

Victoria’s eyelashes didn’t even flutter, “I met a client earlier who invited me to come to today’s exhibition. As for inside, I’m not sure, I didn’t lock the door.”

Emily didn’t mind too much and looked at her with a big smile.

“The painting you modified for me last time got me first place in the school! Now it’s being sent outside to compete, so wait for me for a while, I’ll fix my lipstick and treat you to dinner later!”

“How about next time? My clients are waiting.”

A flash of loss crossed Emily’s face, “Okay then, I’ll call you next time.”

Victoria returned to the lobby just as Charles William finished chatting with his collaborator and walked over.

Noticing Olivia Thornton’s absence, he inquired suspiciously, “Where is Mrs. Thornton?”

“She said she had to go to the restroom, so I guess she met someone and talked for a few minutes.”

Charles William also stopped caring, but sighed, “She’s quite a career woman, and has a good reputation among the students. I see you guys know each other so well, she has helped you before?”

Victoria laughed a little, no one could have imagined that she had just wanted to slap her.

“Yes! Helped me quite a bit, so now that I’ve graduated, I’m always thinking about how I can repay her and my alma mater. But unfortunately, I was probably the worst one in that graduating class.”

“Don’t improperly belittle yourself. Who doesn’t know your name in the circle of interior designers these days?”

Victoria was just about to reply when she was caught off guard by a heavy bump on her shoulder and she frowned, looking over at the person who had hit her.

It was a young girl, the same age as Emily and was probably a student at this school.

The girl turned back and looked at her. She didn’t even say sorry, and walked forward quickly.

Victoria raised a faint eyebrow when she saw that she was going in the direction of the restroom.