Big-Name Heiress Stole My Dorm Bed

I took my phone out and made a call. "Mr. Stuart, your daughter is out there using your name to bully other people and seize things by force. Are you aware of this?"

Before I came to school, I heard from Dad that he had a great deal of regard for the proposal Calvin Stuart showed him. He'd decided to invest in Calvin's company, Lumina Corporation.

But if he found out that Calvin's daughter had tossed all of my things onto the floor, there was no way he would let the Stuarts off the hook without teaching them a lesson.

Therefore, if the Stuarts proved to be reasonable enough to admit their mistake, I would consider withholding this incident from Dad.

"How is it any of your business what my daughter does?" Calvin's tone sounded rather unpleasant.

"I suggest you drop by the campus, Mr. Stuart. The fact that your daughter is pushing other students around is no small matter—"

But the call died before I even finished speaking.

Seeing this, the young woman in front of me, whom I now knew was Vanessa Stuart, burst out laughing.

"Here I was, thinking that since you had my dad's number, you might be a big shot of some kind—but turns out my dad didn't even bother listening to you!

"While I'm still in a good mood, you should just clear away your things and go take one of the handbags. Buy me some lunch from the cafeteria while you're at it."

She acted like some kind of pampered princess, barking orders at me, which was highly amusing to me.

"Have you forgotten that you're the one who took my bed? I haven't even questioned you about why my things have been thrown all over the floor. You're the most entitled person I've ever met."

Our other roommates widened their eyes in shock.

"Are you serious? How can you talk to Ms. Stuart like that? Do you really not know who she is?"

"Her dad is the richest man in Weslington!"

"Quick, apologize to Vanessa! Or with the level of influence her dad has, you might not even get to move into the dorm after all!"

Vanessa couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes as she listened to the other two young women take her side.

"Heard that, you charity case? My dad can easily crush you with a snap of his fingers. If you keep bothering me now, I'll call him up right away."

After saying that, she eyed me scornfully yet again. "Look at you. You're dressed like a pauper. If I didn't know better, I would've assumed you just came down from some remote mountain village or something."

I said nothing. No amount of logic would work when dealing with such overbearing and unreasonable people.

I grabbed my things and dumped them back onto the bed beside Vanessa. Then, I gathered her things and threw them all on the floor.

"You bitch! How dare you touch my things!" she screamed at me. "I'm calling my dad! Get your things out of here! I'm not letting you stay in this dorm!"