Within the school grounds, word was spreading like wildfire about the new dean.
“I heard the new dean is super handsome.”
“What? That old man with the beer belly is gone! This is great news.”
“I went to sneak a peek earlier, but the door to the office was shut tightly. There was no way for me to get in.”
“I saw him come to school in a Maybach today.”
“Maybach? Even a dean can afford a Maybach? What’s up with our school?”
The students gossiped among themselves and were all eager to see the new dean.
Janet lifted her head off the table when she heard them talking and could not help but smile affectionately.
Just as she was about to put her head back down, one of her classmates called, “Janet! Someone wants to see you.”
Opening her eyes, she had a blank look on her face. “Who?”
Could it be Emily looking for trouble again?
“The new dean’s assistant came to get you!” Her classmate informed her shortly after.
Her lips twitched in bewilderment. Assistant? Did he bring his group of underlings to my school?
“Okay,” she called out after a brief moment of hesitation.
When she arrived at the dean’s office, the door was closed shut as if there was not a soul inside.
A moment later, the door opened.
Red Python came out and took a few steps toward her. He gave her a slight bow then said, “Miss Jackson, Young Master Mason wants to see you.”
She looked around the space, then nodded and went inside.
“Babe,” he called from inside. His sensual and electrifying voice was like a deep well pulling her in.
Gazing up at him with her pointed eyes that made her look bewitching, she snapped, “What do you want?”
He got up from the office chair with one hand in his pocket and looked at her through narrowed eyes. “Is the injury on your hand better now?”
Her eyebrows shot up as she said patiently, “Just about.” Then, she took a seat on the sofa.
Mason walked to the front of the sofa. When he grabbed her small hand, he spotted the part of the wound that had gotten infected from being exposed to water.
Is this called getting better? Does she know the severity of an infection the second time around?
“Black Python, get some medicine and gauze from the infirmary.” His cold voice reached Janet’s ears.
After that, he lifted her and carried her to the office desk. Pressing down on her shoulders, he warned, “Don’t move.”
She took a brief look at the wound on her hand. “This isn’t serious. You don’t have to do anything about it.”
When he heard that, he glared at her with his deep black eyes.
“If it gets infected, it will be too late.” It was hard to distinguish his emotions from his aloof tone.
Tsk. She clicked her tongue intentionally. “Am I the doctor or are you, stoic master of the house, the doctor?”
He scoffed at her. She has a quick tongue. If I hinder those pink lips of hers, she won’t be able to speak anymore.
Janet glanced up to find that he was staring at her lips with a desirous look in his eyes, which made her feel self-conscious. Mason did not care for the occasion when he got worked up, but there were many hot-blooded males where they were so they had to be warier.
She cleared her throat and quickly brought up a different topic. “You’re so brazen. That old principal actually listens to you.”
He smiled at her passive attitude. “In Sandfort City, you’re the only one who doesn’t let me have my way.”
There was not another person in this world, besides her, who would defy him.
Her alluring eyes shot up as she teased, “Why are you still wasting your time on me then? Are you letting go of the Lowry Family Conglomerate?”
As the largest company in Asia, Lowry Family Conglomerate had an unfathomable amount of competitors who were just waiting to have a piece of them the moment they started to falter.
“Don’t worry, Miss Jackson. We send over company contracts and data daily,” Sean explained from the side with a slight smile.
