Abraham Vexley is a figurehead of Westbridge University who rarely shows himself in the public sphere of campus aside from the academic institution-related events that strictly demand his presence. Yet, his status is superior to that of Juliet's father, Julian Dalton, putting him at the top of the food chain.As mentioned earlier, Gerald didn't feel good about this sudden summons. It looked like the university Chancellor himself had wanted to chat with him, but didn't know any proper way to summon him, until he practically delivered himself to a lion's den he didn't know existed in the first place.He had come here, hoping to meet the Vice-Chancellor and ask about Juliet in person, yet, a detour was now what lay ahead of him.Gerald blinked at the woman who stood with a hand to her waist, glaring at him with what he could guess was impatience, understandably. He sighed as he gave in, and began moving to follow the secretary.Seeing this, Terry held his best friend's shoulder, whisper

Gerald shook his head as he felt his heart now starting to race, the fear coursing through his veins as he listened to the Chancellor's voice, which was starting to get agitating.“She was drunk and I helped her. That's it.”He definitely wasn't about to admit that he fucked Juliet in his penthouse right after they got to Lavish-Paradise Hotel. In fact, he felt like telling this old man that he had taken her straight to a high-end hotel would only cause more headaches.“Chancellor, what exactly do you want?”Gerald felt his heart racing intensely and he couldn't stop his hands from shaking at this point. Something was very wrong. That couldn't be any clearer. He had no idea why his body was reacting this way by itself, while he was exactly processing any fear-based thoughts to induce this kind of physical reaction in his own body.What was going on here? Meanwhile, Chancellor Vexley had a concealed look of satisfaction in his eyes as his face turned placid and he spoke with an autho

Richard spoke with a meaningful stare.“They're dealing with some things currently. I was able to pull some strings with one of the authorities in the campus clinic, and I secretly got you out with Mr. Terry. Then I brought you here.”Terry nodded his head to convey that he fully supported Richard's decision.“Buddy, Richard made the best decision. T.O.F. is far away from campus. I doubt those fucking assassins can get to you, considering that we were able to get off campus with stealth. Also, this is where you brought my mom to be treated, remember?”Gerald smiled slightly at this.“Oh, yeah! I almost forgot about that. How's your mom, by the way?”Terry nodded his head. Of course, he still had no idea that T.O.F Medical Tower was actually owned mainly by Gerald, who is the Heir Apparent of the Arnold family.“Mom still hasn't woken up, but the doctors have reassured me that she's completely out of the Red zone, and her chances of regaining consciousness are very high.”Gerald sighe

Chancellor Vexley watched the footage of the explosion that went off, and he was stunned by what he was looking at, just like Gerald, who was watching the footage at T.O.F Medical Tower.In the footage, it cuts to Gerald struggling to stand steadily while Abraham Vexley spoke before him. Suddenly, the two of them were sent flying in opposite directions, with Gerald crashing into the shelves and Abraham himself crashing headfirst against the floor-to-ceiling window.In the footage, something, an unseen force, had blasted the two of them in opposite directions. At that moment, the vinyl player had combusted by itself.One important notice needs to be made though. The vinyl player was actually built like a true vintage phonograph, and thus, it didn't need electricity to function, rather opting for a battery instead. Therefore, there was no way the item could have combusted due to electricity.Chancellor Vexley looked incredibly confused.“Um, what the fuck did I just watch?”Secretary F

Gerald chuckled harder this time. Seeing his chauffeur turn into a stuttering mess was kind of entertaining.“Richard, chill. I was just messing with you.”Richard looked a bit caught off guard before clearing his throat to dissuade the awkwardness.“My apologies, Sir. I didn't mean to doubt your morals.”Gerald shook his head as he brought the topic of discussion back on track “Bah, don't sweat it. It's cool. But it's weird, don't you think? If the Blanks family are making billions of dollars per year, I get why they wouldn't reveal it as it will be hard to bind that kind of income to a legal business they're running in the surface, which doesn't make a hundredth of that $15 billion, but why were they clamoring for that $450 million contract from Aventos back then?”Gerald had just finished his own words when the answer clicked in his brain, his eyes widening momentarily as a result.“Oh, I see!”It was Richard's turn to be intrigued at this point.“What is it, Young Master Gerald?