Never See You Again

an't let her steal Serglo away from me. I can't."

Maeve reached her classroom early. There weren't a lot of postgraduate students in Amenam University, and there was only oContent from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

The students in that class were either extremely rich or extremely smart.

one class every year.

She sat in the last row. She didn't want to draw too much attention to herself since it was only the first day of school, and if Hailey found out that Marve was studying at Amenami University, she would definitely make a huge fuss.

Suddenly, the door got kicked open with a loud bang.

Some men stiting in the front row who had been reading frowned at the sudden noise. They were about to tell the perpetrator off but kept their mouths. shat the moment they saw who it was.

Marve looked up and at the door, where everyone else was staring

Sheldon was standing in the doorway dressed in casual sportswear. He looked laidback and nonchalant.

Marve frowned.

What was he doing here?

She remembered clearly that Sheldon had handed in a blank slate on the day of the exam.

The lecturer who escorted Sheldon was extremely polite. "Mr. Sheldon, you can sit in front here. It's easier to see the board from this seat."

With that, he stepped forward and helped Sheldon pull out a seat in the first row,

Sheldon ignored him. He dragged that chair with him and made a beeline for Maeve. Soon enough, he had plopped himself down right next to her.

All of the other students were clearly full of disdain.

However, none of them dared to express it. After all, the Hackett family ruled a huge chunk of Seathview.

"Your seat is over there, Mr. Sheldon," Maeve reminded nicely.

He was well-known for being petty and vindictive

After purposely saying all that to Sheldon the last time they met, he definitely still held a grudge against her.

He said casually, "I'll sit wherever I want."

The lecturer who escorted him left sheepishly.

Maeve looked around the classroom. Most lecturers wouldn't have the guts to show up in a classroom so full of dangerously prestigious postgraduate students.

She was rather curious about which lecturer had been unlucky enough to walk right into a trap full of landmines.

After a brief wait, a familiar volce piped up from the doorway.

"Oh, shit! I'm late!" Charlie stumbled into the classroom clumsily.

Maeve couldn't stay angry at the sight of her friend.

Charlie pushed his glasses further up his nose and said, "Do excuse me. It's my first time being a teacher."

"Your glasses don't have lenses in them, sir," someone called out, sending a series of chuckles echoing in the classroom.

Charlie was a well-known figure in their community. He had friends everywhere, and a lot of the postgraduate students were his drinking buddies. They were all on rather friendly terms with him. Maeve massaged her brow.

It seemed like it would be impossible to learn anything new in Amenam University.

However, learning had never been part of the plan. She just wanted to increase her chances at taking over the Scott family in the future.

"Quit messing around. I'm substituting for your actual lecturer today. He's a busy man, and I'll take his place whenever he's busy. He'll be here himself it he's not busy."

Charlie's explanation made Maeve think about Zion immediately.

However, Zion's business could never see the light of day, much less be used to teach students in a proper institute.

"Do you want to know who he's talking about?" Sheldon suddenly asked.