In Big Trouble!

As he finished speaking, the entire classroom fell into a stunned silence. Everyone stared blankly at Brentley and Farrah, their faces filled with disbelief.

After all, none of the students in the class had ever imagined that Brentley could drop such a bombshell. Farrah, in a hotel room, asking him to sleep with her?

To them, this was simply impossible. Even the least attractive girl in the class wouldn't voluntarily sleep with him, let alone someone like Farrah.

Moreover, she had always shown a strong dislike for Brentley. How could she possibly do something like this?

Farrah's watery eyes were fixed on him, her expression equally shocked. Deep down, she felt a pang of regret. She never expected that her words would provoke him to reveal their hotel encounter.

Brentley hadn't intended to spill the beans either. Despite finding Farrah incredibly annoying, they were still classmates, and revealing this would have a huge impact on her. But today, Brentley was already in a bad mood. Coupled with Farrah's relentless taunting, he blurted out the incident in a moment of anger.

"Brentley, what the hell are you talking about?" At the moment, a tall, muscular boy from the back of the class charged forward, shouting at Brentley with an agitated expression.

Brentley looked up at the boy. His name was Landon, the class's athletic representative. He was burly and strong but not the sharpest tool in the shed—essentially, all brawn and no brain.

Landon had liked Farrah for a long time, having confessed his feelings to her multiple times, only to be rejected each time.

Although Farrah didn't fancy Landon, she kept him at a calculated distance, ensuring he would willingly do her bidding.

Now, hearing Brentley claim that Farrah had willingly stripped and wanted to sleep with him was in Landon's eyes, a direct insult to Farrah. There was no way he would let this slide. "Am I making things up?"

He looked up at Landon, then gave a faint smile and continued, "If you think I'm lying, you can ask her!"

The whole class turned their heads to look at Farrah. She, however, was completely bewildered, still reeling from his previous words and unsure of how to explain herself.

"Farrah, say something! Tell us if Brentley is lying! If you say the word, I'll beat him up right now!" Landon shouted, his eyes wide with anger.

Farrah stood there in silence for a couple of seconds before bursting into tears, unable to explain anything.

Seeing Farrah cry, Ophelia quickly walked over to her, helping her to a seat, then turned to Brentley with a cold tone, "You just claimed that Farrah willingly slept with you. Do you have any proof?"

"Do I need proof for something like this?" he replied nonchalantly.

"If you don't have proof, then you can't prove what you're saying is true. You're just making things up. You owe Farrah an apology!" Ophelia shouted righteously at him.

"I can apologize, but Farrah needs to return the $4,000 I gave her. You can ask her now if she wants me to apologize to her or return the money!" Brentley said expressionlessly.

Ophelia was taken aback by his words and turned to look at Farrah, puzzled about when Farrah had borrowed $4,000 from him.

"Farrah, do you owe him money?" Landon asked softly, looking at Farrah.

"I... I..." Farrah stammered through her tears, unable to explain the situation to everyone.

"Ring, ring!" Just then, the bell rang.

"Alright, everyone, stop standing around. If you have any issues, deal with them privately. Class is about to start, and if Teacher Hailey sees you like this, she definitely won't be happy!" Felicity, the class president, quickly stood up and called out, seemingly trying to help Brentley out of the situation.

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of high heels clicking echoed from outside. Ms. Hailey, dressed stylishly and attractively, appeared at the doorway. The students, upon seeing her, hurried back to their seats.

Ophelia, Landon and the others hesitated for a moment but decided not to press Brentley any further about the matter, so they dispersed as well.

The commotion ended abruptly, leaving everyone unsure whether Farrah really wanted to sleep with Brentley or why she owed him $4,000. For a university student without a job, $4,000 was not small amount. And the most puzzling question was how someone like Brentley Carter, who seemed so broke, could possibly have $4,000.

Brentley returned to his seat alone, while Tyree, Graham and others looked at him with confused expressions.

"Brentley, was what you said just now true or false?" Tyree asked quietly.

"Guess if I was telling the truth or not," Brentley replied nonchalantly.

"Farrah wouldn't really want to sleep with you, would she?" At this moment, Tyree couldn't believe what was happening and said with a confused expression, "Huh?"

Brentley looked at Tyree and gave a faint smile, not bothering to explain further. He had said those words merely to take Farrah down a notch and vent his own dissatisfaction with her. Now that his goal was achieved, he had no intention of continuing the argument with her.

Tyree and Graham were both baffled, but since this was Hailey's class, they didn't dare to press Brentley for more details, so they remained silent.

The class ended quickly.

Since Brentley was in the university, he didn't have to attend lectures every day. Today, he only had one class in the morning.

Usually, after lesson, the students would leave and head back to their dorms to rest. But today, no one left. The atmosphere was tense and strange.

Brentley packed up his things and was about to leave when Landon, Colby and a few other boys who were close to Colby blocked the doorway.

"Oh no, Brentley's in big trouble today!" Graham said in a serious tone upon seeing this.