Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Then, she started to dig in, beginning with buttered corn. Her action stunned Samuel and all his bodyguards, and they had to admit that she had some serious guts to do this.
She was eating breakfast like none of them were even there.
“Hey, kid, can’t you see my boss right here?” The lead bodyguard shot Cameron a glare.
Cameron had already finished her corn. Now, she was picking up some scrambled eggs, popping them into her mouth and chewing them slowly. After she swallowed her food, she glanced at the bodyguard. “I’m not blind.”
The lead bodyguard was stunned into silence.
Samuel sat on the armrest of the sofa with his arms crossed. “Go ahead, keep eating. Take your time.”
Cameron shot him a look. “You want some? Too bad, I’ve got none for you.”
Samuel was furious. He stormed over and slammed a hand down on the table, leaning in close as he threatened, “Are you really not scared that I’ll kill you?”
Cameron raised an eyebrow. “You think you can kill me?”
Samuel grabbed her by the collar. “You think I won’t?”
Cameron frowned. “Let go.”
Samuel did not let go, so Cameron repeated, “Samuel, take your hand off me. You’re blocking me from eating my breakfast.”
Samuel refused to let go. “You’re about to die, and you’re still thinking about breakfast?”
Cameron quirked an eyebrow. “If I’m gonna die, I might as well not die hungry, right?”
Samuel was rendered speechless. It was twisted logic, but it did kind of make sense.
Cameron glanced down at Samuel’s hand, just about to make a move, when he suddenly let go. She smoothed out her collar with a look of distaste.
Samuel stared her down coldly, saying, “You’re the first guy who’s ever dared to mess with me like this.”
Cameron ate a mouthful of the oatmeal and said lightly, “How many more do you I want?”
Samuel gritted his teeth. “You sure know how to run your mouth.”
In response, Cameron just shrugged. “You just haven’t seen enough of the world.”
Samuel sneered. “Cameron, do you have any idea how miserable your parents and your sister are right now?”
Cameron raised an eyebrow, asking nonchalantly, “Oh? How bad is it? What exactly did you do to them?”
Samuel smirked smugly. “I didn’t do much. Just sent six excavators to your house and turned that fancy villa of yours into rubble.
“And I threatened all your family’s business partners to cut ties with your family, so your company went bankrupt. That’s all.”
Cameron ate another mouthful of scrambled eggs, calm as ever as she asked, “You do know that’s illegal, right?”
Samuel sneered, “Oh, does it hurt now?”
“Hurt?” Cameron smiled. “You really think I care?”
Samuel narrowed his eyes. “You don’t care? bet you’re actually thrilled, aren’t you?”
Cameron nodded seriously. “Exactly. So, should thank you.”
Hearing her words, Samuel got even more riled up, thinking. This punk actually had the nerve to thank me to my face? He won’t after messing with me?
Samuel glared at her. “Want to know how you’re going to die?”
Cameron smiled. “I’m not planning on dying yet. I have class this afternoon.”
“You think you can go to class? Dream on.” Samuel sneered. Then, he asked, “You done eating?”
Cameron pulled out her phone, glanced at it, and tapped twice. “Yup, all done.”
“Alright. Then break this brat’s legs for me!” Samuel ordered.
“Got it, Mr. Fraser,” the bodyguards responded instantly, and the lead guard stepped forward, pulling out a steel rod from behind his back.
It was about 20 inches long, two inches thick, and solid all the way through. One swing with that, and one’s leg would be gone for good.
Cameron looked up and gave Samuel a faint smile.
Samuel frowned. “What the hell are you smiling at?”
Cameron asked, “Did I smile?”
Samuel shot her another suspicious look and scoffed, “Still got the nerve to smile when you’re about to die.”
Then, he snapped, clearly mad upon seeing how calm Cameron looked. “Hold him down. Hurry up!”
Two bodyguards grabbed Cameron by the shoulders, locking her in place. The lead one turned to Samuel. “Right leg or left first, sir?”
Samuel said coldly, “The right one.”
“Got it, Mr. Fraser.” The bodyguard raised the rod high, ready to bring it crashing down on Cameron’s right leg.
Meanwhile, Samuel just stood off to the side, watching the scene closely, his eyes lit up with twisted excitement.
He wanted to see Cameron break. He wanted her on the floor, begging him for mercy.
However, just as the steel rod was about to crash into Cameron’s right leg, she suddenly kicked out hard.
The rod, originally aimed at her leg, was knocked off course mid-swing and flew straight toward Samuel.
Samuel had been standing nearby, waiting to enjoy the show, when the end of the rod slammed directly into his chest.
“Ouch!” Samuel’s whole body jerked violently as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He immediately clutched his chest, the pain so sharp it erased every trace of expression from his face, leaving him ghostly pale
Within seconds, Samuel collapsed to the floor.
“Mr. Fraser!” The bodyguards were completely stunned. They quickly let go of Cameron and scrambled to Samuel, surrounding him in a panic.
“Mr. Fraser, are you okay?” one of the bodyguards asked, totally flustered.
Samuel was shaking uncontrollably from the pain. “M-my… ribs, I think they’re broken.”
“Hurry up and get Mr. Fraser to the hospital!” the lead bodyguard shouted.
They fumbled to help Samuel up, ready to carry him out. But Cameron crossed her arms and stepped before them, blocking the
“Leaving already? Why not stick around and hang out a little longer?” Cameron smirked.
“You-!” The lead bodyguard raised a hand, pointing at her. “You’re dead!”
Cameron stared at his hand. “You wanna lose that hand?” way.
The guard froze on the spot, then hastily dropped his hand and shouted, “Hold him down! Break every rib he’s got. We’ll get revenge for Mr. Fraser before we leave.”
Cameron raised an eyebrow. “All of you at once? Bring it on.”
“Such a cocky little punk.” one of them growled and lunged at her.
“Careful, the stuff in here is expensive.” Cameron quipped, dodging him easily. In one swift move, she caught him in a lock, spun around, and flung him straight at the door.
The bodyguard crashed into it headfirst, completely dazed. As he struggled to get up, another one of his teammates came flying ov top of him.
Within moments, all eight of them were piled on top of each other like a stack of dominoes. unding right on
Samuel was livid. “Useless! You’re all useless!”
Cameron smirked. “You seem tough. Why don’t you come do it yourself?”
Samuel opened his mouth but couldn’t even find a comeback. Just then, the front door swung open from the outside, and the whole pile of body path toppled over again.
Ryan stepped into the room, and the chaotic scene welcomed him. He spotted Cameron leaning casually against the wall and asked, “Cam, what’s on here?”
Cameron replied, “Captain Jones, they broke into my house.”
Samuel looked up and saw Ryan, who was in his police uniform. Clutching his chest, he sputtered, “You called the cops?”
Cameron said, “Captain Jones, it’s this guy, Samuel. He destroyed private property and engaged in malicious business sabotage. I’ve got a recording of him admitting to all of it.”
Samuel was speechless, thinking, ‘He really did it. That little bastard actually called the cops. And he recorded the whole thing?”
