This time, Liam strongly agreed. "True. The prettier they are, the more ruthless their schemes. Anyway, Sterling is head over heels for Lydia. There's no need to worry about him—"
"Exactly. Women like her only have their looks. In every other aspect, she doesn't even hold a candle to the school belle!"
Leon slung an arm over Liam's shoulder and guided him forward.
"Of course. A girl from The Midnight Lounge is in a totally different league than Sterling's crush!"
As they walked away, Sasha emerged from around the corner with a few other girls.
She had caught the tail end of their conversation, confirming two crucial things.
First, the heir was still hung up on her best friend and hadn't actually moved on.
Second, Elena's true identity was exactly what they suspected—a cheap tramp, filthy to the core!
"Leon and Liam are Sterling's buddies, and you just heard what they said. Do you guys still have any doubts?"
Sasha turned around to ask the girls behind her.
On their way to corner Elena, the other girls had been slightly apprehensive.
Most of the girls they had dealt with in the past were delusional nobodies trying to climb the social ladder by latching onto the heir.
Since the heir liked the school belle, they felt entirely justified in helping her eliminate her romantic rivals.
This time was different. Elena was the girlfriend the heir had publicly paraded around campus.
Because of that, when Sasha contacted them to teach Elena a lesson, they were understandably hesitant.
But now, having heard Leon and Liam's conversation with their own ears, they completely relaxed.
"Sasha, let's go teach that home-wrecker a lesson. We'll show her there's a price to pay for stealing someone else's boyfriend!"
With that, the group stormed fiercely into the restroom!
Elena heard people coming in but didn't think much of it at first.
But the next second, as soon as she finished and pushed the stall door open.
Splash—
A bucket of ice-cold water was hurled right at her face, giving her zero time to dodge!
Sasha, however, looked entirely self-righteous, seeing absolutely nothing wrong with her logic.
Seeing her like this, a phrase came to Elena's mind.
That was... Birds of a feather flock together.
Did Lydia know Sasha acted like this?
If she did, then she certainly knew how to wield Sasha as a very convenient weapon!
"Whatever, let's not waste our breath on her. She's a cheap tramp from The Midnight Lounge. I'd dirty my hands just hitting her!"
Sasha spat in disgust and signaled to two girls beside her.
The next second, the two girls swiftly grabbed Elena by both arms.
Smack—
Then, Sasha raised her hand and delivered a vicious slap right across Elena's pretty face!

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