They Called Me a Spoiled Princess, My Eight Brothers Arrived by Helicopter Chapter 08

They Called Me a Spoiled Princess, My Eight Brothers Arrived by Helicopter Chapter 08

Madeline Vance was dragged over by several bodyguards.

On the field, all the students were watching the drama with great interest.

Ms. Vance, who used to be surrounded like a star, was now opening the foul-smelling sewer cover

and was forced to crawl inside under the gaze of everyone.

Among the male students she had once flattered and indulged, not one showed an expression of

sympathy now.

Instead, they all looked at her with contempt, as if looking at trash.

“Look, she really went down! That’s so gross!”

“She brought it on herself, who told her to treat Jewel St. Claire like that.”

“Wait, what did she touch? It doesn’t look like gold.”

Surrounded by my brothers, I didn’t look at that filthy scene at all.

The headmaster knew that even if she picked it up from the sewer, we wouldn’t want it anymore.

He was just doing it to let me and my brothers vent our anger.

He ran over, bowing and scraping before Alistair.

“Mr. St. Claire, look… we have decided to immediately fire Madeline Vance and place her on the

education system blacklist, never to be hired again!”

Alistair didn’t even look at him, just pulled my hand and said tenderly, “Let’s go home, baby.”

I nodded: “Mhm!”

I heard the sound of Madeline Vance’s breaking down and wailing from the sewer behind me, but I

felt nothing.

Back at home, Jaxson, my mob boss second brother, slammed a set of documents onto the table.

I leaned in curiously to look: “Jaxson, what’s this?”

Jaxson loosened his tie, a cruel smile curling at his lips.

“This contains info on her ‘distinguished’ family and her father, who is about to be promoted to full professor.”

“Making her bankrupt is just the interest.”

“I won’t be letting them off the hook.”

I didn’t understand what Jaxson meant, and I didn’t pay it much mind.

A few days later, my superstar fifth brother, Phoenix, called me.

“Baby, check the trending topics on X and look at the gift Jaxson and I sent you.”

I clicked on it curiously, and the #1 trending hashtag almost blinded me.

#Shocker! Professor Arthur Vance of the renowned University Z exposed for academic fraud #

I clicked in to find a long article with pictures and text, pointing out each of the papers Arthur Vance, Madeline Vance’s father, had published over the years.

The comparisons were clear as day-plagiarism, theft, and data falsification; every point was

backed by hard evidence.

The comment section had already exploded.

[Holy crap! Is this for real? Arthur Vance is the face of our school!]

[To the person above, it’s absolutely real! I was one of the grad students he advised; that old

geezer PUA’d us every day to be his free labor, and all the research results were his alone-we didn’t even get naming rights!]

hile I was reading with interest, Phoenix forwarded me another post.

Baby, look at something even more interesting.”

On the screen was a live broadcast of an emergency press conference called by Arthur Vance.

He looked haggard, denying everything to the camera with a look of pained indignation, claiming he was being maliciously smeared and even trying to throw shade at his competitors.

His PR team was clearly trying to muddy the waters, but unfortunately, they ran into Phoenix.

Phoenix is in the entertainment industry; who could beat his PR team?