Born Into Villain's Family: I Have a 200\% Rebate System-Chapter 229: Peter Richardson

The crowd recoiled, gasping in surprise. Adriana, still wrapped in her brother’s protective embrace, flinched at the sight of Henry being knocked down.

Her heart raced, and for a moment, she feared things were spiraling out of control. But Lucas, holding her tightly, whispered soothing words to calm her.

The mysterious man’s attention shifted back to the crowd, his gaze as icy as a winter storm.

"I have the authority to check the official records," he continued, his voice unyielding. "You want proof? I’ll check it for you. I’ll make sure you know exactly what you’re dealing with before you open your mouths again."

Henry, still recovering from the punch, narrowed his eyes and scowled. He was furious, but this time, he didn’t know what to say.

Because he knew the truth. Adriana was indeed molested, and the photos were taken forcibly

"Who the hell are you, anyway?" Henry muttered, rubbing his jaw as he shot a venomous look at the stranger. "You think you can just walk in here and act like you own the place?"

The mysterious man chuckled and said with arrogance in his voice, "Well, quite literally. I own this place."

He pointed at the university and with a smirk said, "The principal is my uncle, the owner of this university is my grandfather, who gifted it to me last year."

"What? What the hell?"

The silence that followed Peter’s bold declaration was deafening. For a moment, no one spoke. Then, murmurs began to ripple through the crowd like waves in a storm.

"Wait, what did he just say?" someone whispered, wide-eyed.

"Did he say he owns this place?" a boy in the back asked, scoffing. "As if. He’s bluffing."

"Yeah right. He’s just trying to act like a big shot," another sneered. "Bet he’s some intern playing dress-up."

A girl rolled her eyes, folding her arms. "He’s clearly faking it. Who just casually owns a university?"

Then, suddenly, one of the older students in the crowd blinked and leaned forward, squinting at Peter. "Hold up... doesn’t he look like Peter Richardson?"

The name hit the crowd like lightning.

A stunned gasp spread like wildfire.

"Wait—the Peter Richardson?"

"No way. That guy graduated like two years ago, didn’t he?"

"The one who owns Richardson Real Estates and like... a whole beauty empire?!"

"His family runs pharmacies and hospitals too, remember? He is the heir to the Richardson family!"

"I saw him in a magazine last month! He’s crazy rich!"

Everyone’s heads turned toward Peter again, their gazes filled now with awe and disbelief. The mocking looks disappeared, replaced by nervous gulps and panicked stares.

Peter, calm as ever, let a slow smirk tug at his lips. His eyes narrowed, fixing directly on Henry.

"You," Peter said icily, his tone sharp and measured. "Who let you in?"

Henry swallowed hard, his face pale. He’d seen Peter’s photo before. He knew exactly who he was dealing with now.

"I-I..." Henry stammered, backing up half a step. "I’m Adriana’s boyfriend..."

Peter tilted his head, unimpressed. "That wasn’t what I asked. Anyways, tell me your name."

"I—I mean, I’m just her boyfriend. I didn’t know... I didn’t mean to cause trouble..." Henry mumbled, eyes darting nervously.

Peter chuckled darkly.

"You’re not even going to tell me your name?" His smile was cold. "Fine. I’ll find it out myself. And when I do, I’ll make sure you regret ever stepping foot on my campus."

Henry flinched, visibly shrinking under the weight of Peter’s gaze. "P-please... I didn’t mean anything bad. I just..."

Peter stepped forward, each word deliberate. "You pinned her down. You tried to force her. And you had the gall to do that right here, in front of everyone." He scanned the crowd, voice growing louder. "Is this how you all act now? You think public humiliation is a sport?"

The crowd tensed, fear rising like smoke. ƒгeewebnovёl_com

Peter’s voice turned to ice. "You’ve embarrassed her. You’ve triggered her trauma. And worst of all, you’ve done it on the grounds of my university."

"I’m expelling every single one of you who played a part in this disgusting display. Anyone who mocked her, restrained her, or tried to justify Henry’s actions—gone."

The crowd instantly erupted in panic.

"Please, no! I didn’t mean to hurt her!"

"It wasn’t my fault! Henry told us she cheated on him!"

"Yeah, he lied to us! He made her look like the bad one!"

"I didn’t even touch her, I swear! I just... I just said something!"

"I only followed what others were doing! I didn’t want to get involved, but please, don’t expel me!"

Peter’s gaze remained cold, unaffected. He raised a hand, silencing them all with a single motion.

"Not a single one of you is innocent," he said calmly. "But maybe next time, you’ll think twice before blindly jumping on a bandwagon."

Henry’s lips trembled. "I-It was a misunderstanding... please... I’m sorry..."

Peter turned slightly, just enough to glance at Adriana—still huddled in Lucas’s arms, her tear-streaked face buried against her brother’s chest.

Peter’s eyes darkened. "You didn’t just offend me." His voice was soft, but filled with quiet rage. "You hurt her. And for that, your apology is worthless."

Just as Peter’s words sliced through the crowd like a blade, silencing everyone, a sudden movement near the back went unnoticed.

Lucy, standing among the spectators with wide eyes and a panicked expression, clenched her fists.

No... no, no, no! Her heart thudded in her chest as she took a step back, then another, before finally turning on her heel and sprinting toward the university building.

’If I don’t do something... Henry’s going to get expelled for sure!’

She pushed past a few confused students in the hallways and ran through corridor after corridor. Her mind was racing, desperate. That’s when she saw it—the door to the chemical lab was open.

’Why’s it open? Aren’t these labs usually locked?’

As she skidded to a stop in front of it, she glanced toward the other end of the hall.

A woman in a white coat stood near a group of students, explaining something while holding a notebook.

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