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. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“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.

“Dude, how dare you! I swear I’ll beat the shit out of you!’

Debbie entered the dean’s office, her face expressionless. Having been in a similar situation countless times before took away the seriousness of it all. She yanked Dixon’s sleeve and dragged him in.

To her surprise, the 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 the man’s face.

Immediately, she pushed Dixon out of the office. Considering the circumstances, she wouldn’t be able to protect herself, let alone protect her friend. She didn’t want to get Dixon in trouble for her selfish reasons.

“Debbie, here you are!” The dean smiled at Debbie, who was about to leave with Dixon, and gestured her to come in.

Out of curiosity, Dixon turned around to look back, when the man’s cold glance darted to the office door at the same time.

The mere sight of the man’s icy glare, had his legs quivering to the point where he thought he was going to fall to the floor.

‘Why is Carlos here? I better get away from here while I can!” he thought and fled the office immediately.

Debbie was also confused. ‘Why is he here? I thought I was going to see

Philip here, as usual. After all, the dean only has his number. When I figure out who called Carlos, I swear I am going to paint the walls with his blood. I won’t even spare the dean if I find out that she was behind this!’

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

“Debbie?” The dean 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

code of the school many times.

She was surprised by the fact that an important man Like Carlos made an effort to come here by himself.

‘Wow! This is the first time I’ve met him in the flesh! If the principal and the vice-principals hadn’t been away on official business, they would have been here to receive Carlos now.’

Debbie gave the dean a wry smile.

“Hi, we meet again, but I don’t want to get in,“ she whispered in the dean’s ear so that Carlos wouldn’t hear her.

The dean looked surprised by her words. She didn’t know that a naughty girl like Debbie could be so afraid of Carlos.

“Debbie Nelson!” Came an impatient voice from inside the office, causing Debbie to jump to her feet.

She approached the dean and whispered, “Who called him?”