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 beat the shit out

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

dean was bending over and 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 her spine at the sight of

herself, let alone protect her

smiled at Debbie, who was about to leave with Dixon, and gestured

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

icy glare, had his legs quivering to the point where he thought he was going to fall to the

get away from here

also confused. ‘Why is he here? I thought I

number. When I figure out who called Carlos, I swear I am going to paint the

trembled with fear, her heart in her mouth, as she stood outside the door

walked over to Debbie. Her voice so amiable. She had always been aware that Carlos was Debbie’s backer, so she didn’t dare to punish her, even though Debbie had violated the

fact that an important man Like Carlos made an effort to come here