Chapter 4

Everyone watched the surveillance footage. Ms. Peyton's face showed a moment of surprise, then she also called the hotel front desk.

A few minutes later, a year's worth of check-in records was displayed for everyone to see.

"Jenna, the surveillance video only proves you didn't go this time. It doesn't mean you never went before!"

"This is the check-in record from the past year that I just had the front desk send me. Look for yourself -- how many times have you checked in this year?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, so shameless at such a young age. I'm truly ashamed for you as your teacher!"

"Dear admissions officers, look at what kind of person she really is! Tell me, how could a student like this possibly get a perfect SAT score through her own efforts?"

Suddenly, my dad, who had just returned home, saw all of this.

He raised his hand and slapped me: "You -- how could you do something so disgraceful!"

"Go turn yourself in right now, or I don't have a daughter like you!"

My face immediately burned with pain, half of it swelling up.

My parents were both furious and shocked. The way they looked at me was complicated.

I covered my face, holding back tears. Ms. Peyton's smile grew even more triumphant.

I'd studied hard for three years, finally going from the worst student to the top student, and even my parents didn't believe me.

"Don't -- don't hit the child! I'm sure Jenna just had a moment of confusion. Otherwise she wouldn't have done such things for six years!"

"I only found out about this from her middle school teacher. Otherwise I wouldn't dare believe I'd have such a student!"

My dad clutched his chest in anger, his face flushed red, pulling out his belt and pointing it at me.

"Jenna Lynn! You -- you did this disgraceful thing for six whole years! Let's see if I don't beat you to death today!"

He charged at me with the belt. I ran everywhere to escape.

My mom's tears wouldn't stop flowing, her eyes red from crying: "Jenna, you've disappointed your mother so much!"

Seeing me getting beaten, Ms. Peyton almost laughed out loud but forcibly suppressed it, pretending to stop my dad.

"Jenna's dad, don't get so worked up! No matter what, you can't hit your child!"

The admissions officers also shook their heads in disappointment at the scene.

"Miss Lynn, we have doubts about your SAT results and cannot approve your application."

I froze and immediately explained: "Do you believe what she's saying too? The SAT is fair and secure. How could the answers possibly be leaked?"

"Mom, Dad, calm down! Think carefully -- I'm just an ordinary student. How could I possibly know the test writers?"

"And leaking SAT answers is a criminal offense with a ten-year prison sentence. Who would dare leak them?"

My dad lowered the belt in his hand. My mom stopped crying too.

Everyone realized this wasn't realistic. The SAT had military-level security. Even the most powerful person couldn't get the answers.

Suddenly, Dylan Cooper walked in: "Then how do you explain this?"

He pulled out a report. My parents were shocked when they saw it.

"Jenna, you -- you're pregnant? Early intrauterine pregnancy, six weeks! What do you have to say for yourself?"

Ms. Peyton quickly snatched the report and hid it, scolding Dylan Cooper: "Why did you come here? I wasn't planning to tell them about this. After all, it's not honorable for a girl..."

"Everyone, just treat this as fake, as a joke. Don't believe it!"

Dylan refused to back down: "Why not? Why should someone like her be the top student!"

"Jenna Lynn is a shameless slut. She's always taking birth control pills at school. The whole class has seen it!"

With those words, the whole room exploded.

My dad wanted to kill me. My mom had a heart attack and fainted on the spot. The admissions officers turned to leave.

"How did I give birth to a slut like you! You're even -- even pregnant with some bastard's child!"

My dad grabbed a kitchen knife and came at me like a madman.

The scene descended into chaos. Ms. Peyton and Dylan calmly watched the show from the side.

"I'm not pregnant! They forged that report! They're deliberately trying to harm me. Dad, please calm down! Admissions officers, don't leave!"

I desperately explained, completely despairing, but now no one was willing to believe me.

My dad couldn't hear anything. The knife came straight at my neck.

The next second, a large number of police officers burst through the door.

"We heard a report about SAT answer leaks? I'm the SAT inspection team leader. This matter is serious. We immediately launched an investigation upon receiving the report."

"After examination, student Jenna Lynn's results are legal and compliant. The test writers and papers were all under strict monitoring, with no leaks whatsoever."

"We are now lawfully arresting Peyton and Dylan Cooper for spreading rumors. Please come with the police."