Alistair James lifted the lid, and the mouthwatering aroma of Glazed Short Ribs instantly drew out everyone's cravings.
"Holy shit, that smells amazing!"
Alistair's roommates were completely stunned.
"This Claire is incredible. Are these Glazed Short Ribs from a five-star restaurant?"
"Hurry up and open the other containers!"
The guys crowded around, urging Alistair on.
Alistair swallowed hard and popped the lids off the remaining containers.
They were all gourmet dishes!
"Man, you can't possibly finish all this by yourself, right?"
"I totally can!" Seeing his buddies about to pounce, Alistair grew frantic.
He practically threw himself over the table to protect his feast, but he was no match for their grabbing hands.
"There's no way you can eat all that. Good things are meant to be shared."
"Are you really going to ditch your bros over some food?"
"Yeah, you said it yourself before-everything but the girlfriend is fair game!"
"Alistair, are we best friends or not? I just want one rib, I'm not asking for your kidney!"
Facing the relentless assault from his roommates, Alistair stood no chance.
By the end, they even used bread rolls to mop up every last drop of the savory
gravy.
Alistair desperately wanted to demand who exactly was hoarding bread rolls this late at night.
They licked the containers so clean he wouldn't even need to wash them.
"Seriously, what kind of background does Claire have? With a private chef cooking like this, how much does her family pay them a month?"
Alistair wiped his mouth, echoing the general sentiment in the room.
"Maybe it wasn't a chef at all. Maybe Claire cooked it herself."
One of his roommates threw out the wild theory.
Alistair didn't buy it for a second.
"With hands like hers? No way she spends time scrubbing pots in a kitchen."
His roommate rolled his eyes. "Alistair, when were you secretly checking out her hands?"
"I was looking respectfully." Alistair scoffed at his friend's dirty mind.
"Listen up. You all ate my Glazed Short Ribs today, which means every single one of you owes me a meal. Got it?"
It was a perfectly reasonable demand.
"Yeah, yeah, we know! We'll treat you twice, no problem!"
After such a satisfying feast, nobody was going to bicker with Alistair over a couple of meals.
Meanwhile, Claire remained completely oblivious to the commotion she had caused.
She had been the absolute center of attention for the past few days, all thanks to that megaphone apology incident in the cafeteria. .net>
Every student and professor on campus now knew exactly what happened when Levi Charles crossed her.
Claire was already somewhat
known but now she had cementet as someone nobals
her status
dared to mess with.
This girl did not just hold grudges—she got ruthless revenge!
And her methods guaranteed the absolute public humiliation of anyone who targeted her.
Aside from attending classes, Levi basically never left his dorm anymore.
He had become a total shut-in, too ashamed to even try and see the girl he had been pining over.
He lived purely on takeout deliveries.
Sloane Sterling had gone to see Levi twice, but both times he had reeked of bitter resentment.
His attitude rubbed Sloane the wrong way.
She felt like Levi was blaming her for the entire fiasco.
She had specifically advised him
making a move, but he v
e who insisted on tea was
Claire a lesson on her behalf.
Now that it had blown up in his face, why was he putting this on her?
Was he mad that she didn't step in to cover for him?
Knowing Claire's vicious temper, Sloane honestly had no idea how she could have possibly intervened.
She worried that trying to help would only drag her down into the mud with him.
Sloane had worked incredibly hard to build her flawless reputation.
She refused to throw it all away, especially since she had an image to maintain.
She had countless followers online to think about.
Ultimately, Sloane made the choice to distance herself from Levi.
While Levi was busy wallowing in his misery, his beloved goddess had already decided to cut him loose.
As for Claire, she went about her classes as usual, though there was one noticeable difference.
Her classmates no longer dared to whisper about her behind her back.
Instead, they completely alienated her.