Chapter 272 Aren't You

Afraid Of Flipping-The Car

The lecture hall, meant for three hundred students, was bursting at the seams. Makeshift stools cluttered the aisles, and clusters of listeners jammed every doorway.

Anticipation was written on every face.

Brenna's usual icy calm gave way to an unusual half-smile. Despite the inflammatory forum threads that had spread like wildfire, the students' genuine hunger for knowledge burned hotter than campus gossip.

Brenna's lips curled in fleeting amusement before she began the lecture, voice calm.

At half past five in the afternoon, a wave of students surged toward Brenna after the lecture, arms full of flowers, chocolates, embossed resumes, and love letters. Brenna had to put in real effort just to free herself from the eager crowd.

At the parking lot, she found her car nearly swallowed by gifts and letters.

Tommy stood by the overloaded vehicle, looking defeated. When the trunk refused to shut no matter how he wrestled with it, he called for a cargo van. Back at the Harper family's residence, Tommy gestured toward the mountain of presents. "What are you going to do with these?" he asked Brenna.

"I'm not sure," Brenna said, looking at the gifts. "They reflect the students' sincerity. Check and store the gifts. Arrange and display the flowers in the house. Threw away the love letters. And I'll give you the resumes soon." Staff appeared immediately. Tommy coordinated the sorting, guiding the servants through the process.

When Julia handed Brenna the thick stack of love letters, Brenna looked completely exasperated. She truly couldn't tell whether these grad students had come for her lectures or for something else.

she

even curious? Don't you want to read them before

complex sprawling across the city's southwestern edge. It featured several specialized

crowds of motorsport fans. Some people even carried binoculars, scanning

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leather shoes touched the asphalt, his phone rang. He wedged it between his

on the phone. “Fix this before Monday, or you

voice cold.

he hung up,

of the branches. Nothing serious," Ethan

it much thought, but Ethan's instincts flared. The Ward family held sway in the region of

Brenna a document bag. "I need to

and stepped inside

in the center of a small crowd, Isabella hovering nearby with

actually came. Miss Barrett, if you pull this off, you will get what you

grabbed her handbag and left the group with a light tone. "I

driver."

politely as

course, but also Rosie, now walking again, her friend Vivian, and a few other socialites she only vaguely remembered. Rosie

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