I nodded, wanting to cry.
Dad took me to a fancy restaurant to eat, and we were enjoying our meal when suddenly my phone rang.
It was Myra.
Just as I picked up the phone, her anxious voice came through.
"Sibley, check the school forum and the school group chat. Someone is spreading rumors about you."
I immediately clicked on the forum and saw a photo of me in the Rolls-Royce on the homepage.
A line of words all in capitals in red said, "Shocking! Sibley Pascall, the beauty of the Art Department, is actually kept by an old man."
In the school WhatsApp group, Gerald posted something.
He twisted the truth and said that I looked down on him, that I was vain, and that I sold my body for money.
He also said that he truly loved me, and even though I broke up with him for an old man, he wouldn't mind.
He said he would definitely pull me back from the wrong path.
His words completely made me laugh.
Dad was a sophisticated businessman, and of course, he noticed my expression.
He asked me, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"
I didn't want him to worry.
So, I put away my phone and said with a smile, "Nothing. I had a quarrel with my friends."
I could handle it.