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The Poison Queen Strikes Back

For four years, campus belle Jenny Shaw stolen her roommate's skincare to maintain a fake persona and secure a wealthy heir. However, her deception crumbles when her face becomes severely disfigured just before graduation. Jenny publicly accuses her roommate of poisoning the products, sparking a viral firestorm. Facing the police and the Poison Queen label, the protagonist reveals her complex thesis on herbal skin regeneration, proving the lesions were actually experimental data.
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Chapter 3

Students all around me erupted in excitement, jumping to their feet and applauding.

Satisfaction flickered in Jenny's eyes as she looked at me smugly and provocatively.

Tony, who was by her side, went forward and called out to his father, Richard Jenson, the chairman of the university.

He said to Richard, "Dad, of course, Eve Green should be punished. But because of her, Jenny can't even attend her graduation defense. Shouldn't she be compensated for it?"

Looking at their exchanging of glances, I knew they planned this all in advance.

Sure enough, Richard paused for two seconds before suggesting, "Why don't we exempt Jenny from the graduation defense altogether and directly recommend her for a postgraduate admission?"

The people around him nodded at him ingratiatingly, their faces filled with flattery.

"We agree!"

The students smiled too, claiming that justice might come late, but it will always arrive.

Some already secretly took their phones out to live-stream the entire incident, asking Jenny's fans to watch how she demanded justice.

The police officers walked over to me.

"Then, you'll have to come with us to the station!"

I calmly reached out my hand.

"Hold on a moment."

Rolling up my sleeve, I showed a small patch of decayed skin on my hand.

"Who said the data in my thesis came from experimenting on Jenny? This all came from me!"

I added, "As for the screenshots on the final page, I only added them yesterday after seeing her live stream. That's when I realized she was stealing and using my skincare products for four years, so I included it as supplementary material."

Everyone was baffled to see my exposed wound.

Jenny's eyes widened in bafflement, clearly also panicking a little.

"Impossible! You must have faked your injury yesterday to clear your name!"

I chuckled as I scrolled through my presentation, showing the photos of the progress of my skin on my arm. Each photo was labeled clearly with the time, location, and what I applied to that part of the skin.

"If you still don't believe me, you can search the security footage of the labs."

The police officers hesitated a little when they saw how confident I was. They turned to look at Jenny.

"Did you really steal and use Eve's experimental skincare products? Don't lie. Every word you say carries legal responsibility!"

Jenny denied vehemently, "It was Eve who secretly poisoned my skincare products!"

I was waiting for her to say that.

I instantly laughed.

"Jenny, the experimental skincare products that I came up with has a special smell. If I mixed it into your luxury skincare products, you would smell it immediately!

"You have used it for four whole years without realizing it. Could it be that you have never really used a real luxury brand and that you're just pretending to be rich, which is why you don't know about it?"

Facing my questions, everyone instantly looked at Jenny.

"Yes, don't you remember, when Jenny first appeared at the university, she was dark and looked very much like a country girl. It was only later that she slowly became beautiful!"

"Yes. In fact, I always thought that Eve looks better than her, but Eve is focused on her studies, so she doesn't care much about dressing up."

"So, the truth is that Jenny stole her rich roommate's skincare product, but stole the wrong one and ruined her face?"

Jenny froze on the spot, looking extremely frantic and anxious.

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