The True Heiress's Return

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Chandler was full of rage, ready to reprimand the one who confronted him. However, as he turned, he met the stern gaze of Patrick Jensen, the president of Crescentville University, causing him to fall off his chair in shock. Quickly standing up, Chandler's expression changed a lot, and he smiled obsequiously. "Mr. Jensen, what brings you here?"

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"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that Crescentville University has a new authority," Patrick replied, his hair completely white yet his demeanor lively and his eyes bright. "You've misunderstood!" Chandler's face paled slightly; he dared not meet Patrick's gaze. "Mr. Jensen, you may not know, but this student has been absent without cause for two years, not even giving notice. Now her parent have come to sign her withdrawal: I'm just following the rules." "Rules!" Shakira scoffed. "According to Article 38 of Crescentville University's regulations, a withdrawal must be initiated by the student in person; otherwise, it's considered invalid Are the rules' you speak of your own invention?" "You!" Chandler glared at Shakira, but she ignored him, turning to Patrick.

Patrick's expression hinted at building emotions, while Shakira remained calm, explaining clearly. Two years ago. I had an accident and couldn't return home, but I followed the proper procedures to apply for a leave of absence." I've met all the the requirements to reinstate my enrollment had no knowledge of my withdrawal, and I no longer have a father-daughter relationship with Lago Smith; he has no authority to withdraw me," she added. "I understand at Chandler your situation."

"trick nodded. Without glancing at Cha

addressed the faculty member outside. "Process her enrollment immediately."

The faculty member acknowledged and quickly completed the paperwork on the computer, handing Shakira her new campus ID. "Welcome back."

Shakira accepted it with both hands. "Thank you."

Patrick looked on, satisfied, and turned to leave. Chandler, feeling begrudged yet somewhat relieved, watched him go. However, just as Patrick reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "Mr. Lee, you've seriously violated the university regulations by maliciously bullying a student. Starting tomorrow, you're no longer welcome here."

The statement effortlessly sealed Chandler's fate. He was stunned, realizing he was losing his job over such a trivial matter. He immediately rushed forward to argue with Patrick.

outside quickly moved in, covering

way downstairs, Patrick had not yet left; he was watching her from under a tree. She

on the campus path. Patrick, facing Shakira, no longer concealed his emotions; his eyes were red. "Ms. Nelson, no need to thank me. It's been a year since we last met. How have you been?" "Good:

of his son Henry, who had escaped

gambling and is much more settled now, teaching art to freshmen. If he hadn't recognized you, I

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within our institution. Luckily, I arrived in time, you

head. "It's nothing serious. I didn't mean to

know there were some rumors two years ago.

emerging artist in Crescentville, full of talent and with a bright future ahead. Unfortunately, he fell victim to

family into thinking he was studying abroad. But in reality, he ended up in Belaris, where he was manipulated

his fingers. At first, they demanded 300 thousand dollars, then 1 million dollars, 1.5 million dollars, and even

she faced the trembling Patrick who had stepped off the plane two years ago, pulling Henry-who was extremely weak-toward her to kneel. Now, she was

Patrick's goodwill. She understood that if she didn't let him do her a favor, he would feel

Jensen. I have to head

go ahead ahead." said

years ago were now seniors. Today marked the start of the semester, and the entire year was gathered in the auditorium for the first class of the year. Shakira arrived at the teaching building just in time for the break between classes. The classroom was noisy,

she could feel their eyes on her, staring as if she were a monster.

took a seat

ront row. She pulled out a pen and notebook, spinning the pen between her fingers with ease. Suddenly, the classroom erupted in

back