Part 2After Being Exploited And Mocked For My Project, My Academician Father Had Enough

The tutor fell silent, staring at me, words caught in his throat. Finally, he let out a sigh.

The office grew quiet, the hum of the air conditioning the only sound.

If the award had gone to anyone else, I wouldn’t have questioned it.

But there was nothing remarkable about Lily among the candidates. Coupled with her Headmaster father and the tutor’s reaction, it was clear there was foul play.

Sure enough, what the tutor said next confirmed my suspicions.

“In any case, the scholarship decision is final. I’m only here to inform you. Whether you accept it or not won’t affect the outcome. You’re a bright student; you should understand what I mean. Besides, you’re so talented that you can always try again next year. Think of this as a chance to be magnanimous.”

“Let her have it?” I scoffed, “Why should I give up what’s mine?”

“Sophie Carter!” The tutor slammed his hand on the desk, glaring at me. “I’ve been civil with you; don’t take it too far. I’m just trying to help you, so don’t bite the hand that feeds you!”

His ugly side was laid bare before me.

“Do you not understand? The scholarship has nothing to do with you anymore. What you think doesn’t matter. You can sugarcoat it by saying you’re letting her have it, but let’s be honest—this school is practically hers. She can have whatever she wants. If you want to blame someone, blame your lack of a good father!”

The tutor’s tone grew harsh, veins bulging on his forehead.

Seeing I remained unfazed, he took a deep breath and threw his water cup against the wall, the sound echoing in the silence.

I frowned, suppressing my anger, my upbringing preventing me from acting out against a teacher.

I inclined my head slightly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

With that, I stood up and headed for the door. Just as I reached it, I paused.

“One piece of advice: be careful not to sink your own ship.”

In response, there was another crash of objects being thrown.

On my way back to class, I ran into a few flatmates. They noticed my foul mood and wisely chose not to ask.

We chatted casually, and from a distance, I spotted those who had been gossiping earlier, now gathered around Lily, laughing.

“Lily, you’ve truly brought glory to our halls!”

“Of course! It’s a national award, not just anyone can win it—only our Lily is impressive!”

Lily smiled coyly, pretending to be modest. “It’s all thanks to everyone’s support; otherwise, how could I have won the scholarship so easily?”

“It’s all your own talent. Some people…”

“You at least know your own worth, and understand you’re not deserving of it.” Jessica retorted sarcastically.