Novels by Fav Writes

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Meanwhile, Clinton suddenly decided that it was no longer time for him to be in school.He had some other things he needed to take care of, and that meant that he was moving out of the school premises. Before long, he was already in the hospital, seated before Lisa’s bed. The lady was sleeping, her steady breath a relief that Clinton did not have to be so worried about her. He had his eyes on the IV bag from which the drip flowed through the cannula into her system.“You will be fine…” He promised with a whisper, shifting his gaze to Sam who was also asleep.Then he heard a silent cough, causing him to quickly return his gaze to Lisa.“You are awake…” He stood up from the chair as soon as he saw that her eyes were open, moving closer to her. While Lisa was still blinking and trying to get a hold on herself, Clinton sat on the bed and grabbed both of her hands. He looked her in the eyes, taking a deep breath while he waited for her to break her silence.“You are h

CHAPTER FIFTEEN “Yes…” Jessica was shameless about what she said, nodding confidently.“I see nothing wrong with that…” She whispered, contrary to what Clinton was thinking. Clinton cleared his throat, and while his eyes were still on the lady, he attempted to whisper the words that came to his mind. “But…” “I know what you are about to say…” Jessica cut him short at once, holding onto her smile that was beginning to look deceptive in the eyes of the young heir standing before her. “You were about to remind me that I am a teacher, right?” She asked a question that needed no response, and after she had chuckled softly, she continued without getting rid of her smile.“Look…” She drew closer, reaching to grab Clinton’s hands.But he withdrew from her reach at once, staring into her eyes with his brows arched. Jessica took a deep breath, and even though she had already been given the impression that the young man wasn’t ready to listen to her, it didn’t seem like anything was going

CHAPTER FOURTEEN Clinton cleared his throat, then he listened carefully to what the lady had to say. “It wasn’t that stressful…” The lady finally responded, and the sound of her voice sounded like sweet music to Clinton’s ears, causing him to force himself to remain the way he was. He was smitten by everything about her, and the fact that he was yet to know the reason why she was there made him much eager to remain there even though he knew he had something to do. The Principal cleared his throat for the umpteenth time, and then he pointed at Clinton while he had his eyes on the lady seated in front of him. “This is Clinton, Miss Hager. He is one of our best students here…” He had a smug smile all over his face, but Clinton was unimpressed by the compliment. He stared at him with a smirk, wondering when he had earned such a title.He could still remember when the Principal told him that he wished he could send him out of the school, but since most of the professors loved him, he

CHAPTER THIRTEEN “That’s a lot…” Clinton retorted, holding onto his wry smile. The Principal had refused to lift his face, and the words from Clinton had forced him to remain that way.It was as though all hope was lost, and he didn’t bother to speak again. Clinton cleared his throat, but that wasn’t enough to draw the middle-aged man’s attention. “I will give it to you…” He said calmly, still staring at the Principal.“Hmmm?” The middle-aged man lifted his face, staring at Clinton with wide eyes. “What did you just say?” He asked with a tone burdened with a lingering disbelief, looking him in the eyes.“Yes. You heard me…” Clinton affirmed his words with a nod, holding onto his smile.“I am going to give you the money. All of it…” He said calmly, holding onto his smile. The principal stared at him silently, mouth agape while he tried to figure out if he really meant his words.There was nothing to suggest that Clinton was lying to him, so he stared without being able to find th

CHAPTER TWELVE “I need a favor from you, Clinton. The school needs a favor from you…” He finally pushed the words out, but he had to look away at once, unable to figure out what to say next, seeing Clinton’s reaction. Clinton scoffed, and while the words were still hard for him to believe, he cleared his throat, eyes still staring at the Principal. “Do you need my help or does the school need my help?” He asked just to be certain of the words he heard from the school Principal. The middle-aged man swallowed hard, and even though the words were very hard to say, he had to find a way to find a way to let them out. “I need your help, Clinton…” He finally admitted, causing Clinton to scoff while he shook his head in disbelief. “That’s very hard to believe…” He stated with a low tone, holding onto his wry smile. “What exactly do you need?” He asked, and that sounded like the question the middle-aged man was expecting to head.But that didn’t mean that he was prepared to answer the q

CHAPTER ELEVEN “Why does the Principal want to see me?” Clinton asked himself, staring at the student who had almost disappeared into the tall building. “What have you done this time?” Billy asked, but the sneer plastered all over his face didn’t suggest that he was asking because he was concerned. Clinton had already decided that he had absolutely nothing to say to him, staring only for a few seconds before he turned to face the main building that had the Principal’s office in it. “I hope you have not done anything to break the rules of the school, Clinton…” Billy continued, refusing to give up.“That would be really terrible, and I wouldn’t want that because of our reputation…” His voice was reeking of so much ridicule, reflecting his true self. “I don’t think I would want to have anything to do with anyone who has been labeled a lawbreaker in the school…”Clinton scoffed, staring at Billy for a few seconds before he took a deep breath. “I knew it…” He whispered, and when he