Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 87

In the afternoon, while the teacher was giving a lecture, Debbie rested her cheeks on her hands and thought, ‘Is the boy going to tell the dean that I beat him up? If he does, I swear I’ll give him another hard lesson! *

As soon as the bell rang, R. Kelly’s “I believe I can fly” was on the air. However, just after a few seconds, the song was interrupted by the broadcaster’s voice.

“Debbie Nelson of Class 22, please go to the dean’s office now. Debbie Nelson of Class 22, please go to the dean’s office.. The broadcaster repeated it three times. Everyone in the university had heard it loud and clear.

Although this was not the first time Debbie had been called into the dean’s office, she still felt a little embarrassed. She stood up from her chair and grabbed Dixon along with her to go to the dean’s office.

The reason Debbie brought Dixon with her was that he was a straight-A student and was a favorite of most teachers. Every time Debbie was called to go to the dean’s office, she would bring him along, and with his interceding for her, the dean would let her go more easily.

Debbie assumed that the dean wanted to see her this time was because of that boy she had beaten up this morning. However, since the camera in the classroom had been covered during the whole process, she decided to simply deny that such a thing had ever happened.

you! I swear I’ll

been in a similar situation countless times before took away the seriousness of it all. She yanked Dixon’s sleeve

pouring tea for a man sitting on the couch, as she flooded her face with a big grin. Debbie felt an icy shiver running down

wouldn’t be able to protect herself, let alone protect

Debbie, who was

Dixon turned around to look back, when the man’s cold

man’s icy glare, had his legs quivering to the point

away from here while I can!” he

was also confused. ‘Why is he here? I thought I was going to

as usual. After all, the dean only has his number. When I figure out who called Carlos, I swear I am going to paint the walls with his blood. I won’t even spare the dean if

with fear, her heart in her mouth, as she stood

walked over to Debbie. Her voice so amiable. She had always been aware that Carlos was Debbie’s backer, so she didn’t

important man Like Carlos made an effort to come here