Chapter 250: Chapter 250

Chapter 250:

All I’m doing is holding out for Baythorn University’s official word on this.”

“Seriously? You think you can demand a statement from Baythorn University? Who the hell do you think you are?” Dorsey’s frustration was evident, her tolerance waning.

“Are your keyboard and screen obstructing your vision and hearing? Or perhaps you simply lack the ability to comprehend plain language? You might need to return to the basics and start from scratch!”

Off to the side, Harlee executed a series of keystrokes on her laptop.

In no time, the account’s true identity was displayed on the screen.

“Dorsey?” she murmured, her expression one of stark surprise.

Earlier, before the lecture, Willis had highlighted his student Dorsey, noting her exceptional technical prowess but her struggle with eloquence.

He had suggested Harlee offer her guidance when possible. So, words weren’t exactly Dorsey’s strong suit, huh?

With a sly grin, Harlee gave a small shake of her head and effortlessly cracked into the lecture group chat under Dorsey’s account.

Earlier, in the bustling school cafeteria, Kaysen realized he couldn’t face the trolls alone, so he hastily set up a group chat with three hundred students who had attended Harlee’s lecture to rally support for her.

As Harlee observed their vigorous defense, a surge of warmth and gratitude washed over her.

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“It was only a two-hour lecture,” she mused, amazed at the steadfast loyalty of the students she had taught just this morning, who were now backing her cause relentlessly. While their actions might not sway the broader public opinion significantly, their heartfelt support profoundly moved her.

With a quick flick of her fingers, Harlee switched accounts and seamlessly hacked her way into the crowded three-hundred-person chat. The entire group froze in surprise. With exactly 300 attendees at her lecture, the appearance of a 301st member baffled everyone.

In the wave of puzzled chatter, Harlee intervened.

“Thank you, everyone, but please, there’s no need to go to such lengths on my behalf. The detractors aiming to discredit me won’t be swayed by your words, regardless of the evidence you present. Mere words aren’t sufficient to silence these trolls.

But rest assured, I will not let this matter rest,” she declared resolutely.

The group chat was filled with even greater bewilderment. The chat group was supposed to have a verification process for adding new members.

How had Harlee managed to join seemingly out of thin air?

Kaysen sparked the discussion in the group chat, typing emphatically.

“Miss Sanderson, we must stand behind you.”

“Without our support, who will defend you? Your intelligence and professionalism are undeniable. It’s unjust for anyone to sully your reputation.”

Quickly, others voiced their agreement, their responses brimming with determination.

“Absolutely! I’m so enraged that I could nearly break my keyboard!”

“Ready for a night-long defense? Count me in! Anyone who slanders Miss Sanderson is just looking for a shitstorm to rain down on them!”

Amidst the growing fervor, Harlee wrote with a serene composure.

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