In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 172 Digging One’s Own Grave

“Professor Morris, it’s not like that. Please, let me explain! I know I acted impulsively, and I deeply regret it.

“I’m begging for your forgiveness! I promise I’ll never do such a thing again,” Celia pleaded with tearful eyes.

Alan remained unmoved and said, “Ms. Hawkins, I don’t recommend you pursue joining my graduate program. Perhaps your academic performance might pass the threshold, but in terms of behavior and ethics, you’ve failed.”

Celia was in deep trouble.

Rejection from Alan in their close–knit community would make it nearly impossible for her to pursue a career in design in the future.

Susan was completely stunned as well.

She quickly stepped forward. “Professor Morris, Celia made a mistake. Please, give her another chance! She’ll work very hard; I’m sure of it,” she reassured emotionally.

On the side, Grace said, “Regardless of how exceptional one’s grades are, academic misconduct renders them irrelevant. Perhaps it’s best to consider a change of careers.”

‘No, Professor Morris! Even saints have their flaws. Celia is still young. Please don’t let this mistake ruin her entire life!” Susan implored.

couldn’t help but gossip and point fingers

but turned his attention to Grace and

Lewis, I’ve heard that you’ve established a boutique. Apparently, it’s known for its unique designs and is highly favored by the young women of the

work now, I must say that you truly live up to your reputation. Your designs have a distinct charm. I hope we can collaborate in

lot to me. Thank you for your kind words. I’ll continue

and composed demeanor. With a slight

her. She stomped her foot in frustration

left, but the news of the fiasco at the exhibition was bound to spread quickly through Pamore’s community

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and she struggled

carefully nurtured for Celia had been

It all on Grace.

her anger at Grace. “Grace, why don’t you come after me instead? What’s

with your own mistakes and insist on shifting blame onto others.

revenge! Blatant revenge! 1-” Susan was seething and reached out to slap

Benjamin

“Enough!”

defiance waned.