Chapter 100: The Accusation of a Sugar Daddy

"A man who allows himself to be kept by a wealthy sugar mommy is morally bankrupt, and his actions severely damage the prestigious reputation of Capital University."

"Furthermore, the recipient of President Sterling’s grand prize is literally a man living as a kept toy! Does President Sterling herself have any objections to this shameful reality?!"

Ben Wanli raised his voice deliberately, making sure his words echoed across the entire packed amphitheater.

"Therefore, I formally demand that Julian Vance’s scholarship and villa rewards be immediately revoked! And in strict accordance with the university’s moral guidelines, Julian Vance should be handed a formal disciplinary demerit!"

As those scandalous words dropped, an intensely cold, murderous aura began radiating outward from Victoria Sterling’s direction.

Principal Smith felt cold sweat instantly soak through his shirt.

Damn it all to hell...

What business was it of this random student if someone chose to be in a relationship? Even if Julian Vance was being kept by a sugar mommy, that sugar mommy happened to be President Sterling herself!

President Sterling had casually spent a fortune to acquire a controlling share in Capital University entirely for Julian’s sake. The principal intuitively felt that Julian and President Sterling’s relationship was far deeper and more complex than a simple transactional sugar arrangement.

In all probability, they were involved in a normal, highly committed romantic relationship!

Even if Julian was financially supported by President Sterling, it was crystal clear that President Sterling pampered him to the absolute, infinite extreme.

"You claim that Julian Vance is being kept by a sugar mommy—do you have any solid, objective evidence to back up that slander?" Principal Smith demanded coldly, his eyes narrowing.

"I do!"

Ben Wanli pulled out his smartphone, swiftly opening a screenshot of the viral thread on the campus forum. He turned the screen outward, thrusting it toward the principal.

"This is the photographic evidence right here!"

The displayed photo clearly captured the late-night incident when Victoria Sterling had gone on a business trip, cornering Julian in the campus courtyard and pinning him against a tree trunk.

In the crisp photograph, Victoria radiated an overwhelming, domineering corporate CEO vibe, while Julian looked somewhat trapped and cornered against the bark.

"Julian Vance is... being kept by a wealthy sugar mommy?"

Sitting several rows back, Ethan Mercer frowned deeply in utter confusion. He had been so entirely absorbed in his own anxious thoughts and paranoia that he hadn’t noticed the buzzing discussions surrounding Julian’s alleged sugar scandal.

He pulled out his own phone and tapped open the forum thread.

As his eyes landed on the attached image, Ethan Mercer’s brows locked together into a tight, stormy knot.

That woman in the picture... why on earth does she look so uncannily similar to Victoria ?!

Could it be that Victoria Sterling and Julian Vance were actually...

No, that’s completely impossible, Ethan violently shook his head, instantly rejecting the terrifying thought. Victoria Sterling only possessed deep, fated obsession for him, remaining as cold and aloof as a poisonous snake toward all other men. How could she possibly be acting this intimate and affectionate with another man?

This had to be nothing more than some random woman who happened to possess a passing facial resemblance to Victoria.

Even while reasoning this out logically, Ethan Mercer’s heart began hammering furiously against his ribs. Although he had sworn off ever having anything to do with Victoria Sterling in this lifetime, the mere thought of Victoria eventually marrying or growing close to another man—even if she didn’t genuinely love him —triggered a hollow, deeply unpleasant void in his chest. It felt as though something that rightfully belonged in his orbit was being stolen away.

Up at the podium, Principal Smith leaned in to examine the photograph closely.

Then, he cast a subtle, sideways glance toward Victoria Sterling standing near the doorway.

Isn’t the woman in this leaked photograph an exact, pixel-for-pixel match for President Sterling herself?!

Yet, upon seeing the photo displayed publicly on a student’s phone, President Sterling didn’t display a shred of anger or panic.

So it really is President Sterling...

Secretary Evelyn, standing off to the side, felt several heavy black lines form across her forehead. It appears President Sterling has truly developed a wild addiction to sneaking around having passionate campus traffics with Young Master Vance... they even went sneaking off into the dark groves to rendezvous.

Victoria Sterling’s pristine, untouchable image in Secretary Evelyn’s mind had completely, utterly shattered.

Principal Smith cleared his throat, fixing his gaze on the accuser. "What is your full name?"

Ben Wanli straightened his jacket, replying smugly, "Reporting to the principal, I am Ben Wanli, a student from Finance Class Three."

"Ben Wanli, is it?"

The principal asked with a severe, imposing expression, "How on earth can you be so wildly certain that Julian Vance is being financially kept by this woman, rather than simply engaging in a normal, consensual romantic relationship with her?"

"Are you completely unaware that maliciously slandering fellow students and spreading fabricated rumors can carry severe legal consequences? In serious cases, university slander cases are handed directly over to the local police department for criminal prosecution!"

Ben Wanli’s heart skipped a beat, a flicker of genuine panic touching his nerves.

To be entirely honest, he had no idea whether Julian was actually being kept or not—he was simply repeating the inflammatory narrative scripted by the original poster on the forum. Furthermore, Leo Vance had specifically instructed him to push this angle aggressively.

Glancing sideways, Ben Wanli caught Leo Vance nodding encouragingly from his row.

Leo was fully convinced that Julian was merely being played with as a kept toy. After all, what kind of powerful, elite woman would ever want a genuine, long-term future with an impoverished background student like Julian? She was obviously just amusing herself with a handsome face for a brief season.

A woman of Victoria Sterling’s astronomical status would never openly stand up and protect a kept gigolo in public—it was entirely unnecessary for just one man, and getting exposed for keeping a male partner would severely damage her corporate reputation.