Chapter 80

When it came to money, a crack inevitably appeared on Hogan’s otherwise composed face, his brows furrowing even deeper in an instant.

I feigned nonchalance and quipped. “What’s the matter, Mr. Zade? Got cold feet?”

The man lifted his eyelids, his eyes brimming with sarcasm, “Xaviera, did you not catch that? I said it’s not a giveaway.”

“The opportunity is mine, though.” replied with a mix of indifference and sarcasm, having long abandoned any moral high ground. “Think about it, Mr. Zade. If President Lott is hell–bent on taking me to the gala, what could you possibly do? If this blows up, it’s gonna be Director Irwin who looks like a troublemaker, tarnishing the reputation of a young lady in the process.”

Hogan’s eyes narrowed to slits, his displeasure evident. “Xaviera, are you threatening me?”

“Me? Threaten you? Never,” I replied with a humble tone, sipping my coffee gently. “If I remember correctly, there’s a section for the internship provider’s assessment in the graduation defense, right? How that’s written is just a word away from you, isn’t it?”

At that. Hogan seemed to be enveloped in a layer of ice, his already frosty demeanor now exuding an even more unapproachable vibe that sent chills down one’s spine.

Truth be told, I was scared too. But I figured, Hogan wouldn’t want to see us both go down in flames either.

I was gambling on Cecilia’s place in Hogan’s heart. –

After a while. I heard him ask, “Ms. March, how much do you want?”

He did care about her, after all.

Yet, even though I’d won the bet, why did my chest feel like it was weighted down with bitterness?

worked together before, Mr. Zade. You

my idol. I had

took out his phone, reluctantly tapping away on the screen right in front of me, his

for ten thousand.]

sound snapped me back to reality, and the next second, I saw the surprised and curious looks from others

them? I was just as

Ten grand.

Chanter Bo

bank

know what to tell

joy from the money was fleeting. Gazing at Hogan, I

I realized my voice was

figure disappear from my view, I quietly unlocked my phone,

should be

caught in the middle, and I could use this as

buy a

too cold, and with a car, I could spare my uncle the harsh commute

ecstatic when she heard, saying. “What did I tell you? You’re our tech

shopping

morning.”

I gladly accepted.

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