Crazy Heiress and Her Obsessive Prosecutor

s up with Dad. He hadn't sent me back to the mansion for three days, and it had been four days since I fir

oor and steered the car out of the driveway. A few minutes la

class starts at

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eat as Japen had requested. He said he felt more like a driver

oing back to Na

d. "I don

briefly. "Would you li

hat? Just drive str

sighed inwardly. I considered asking him questions,

"You atten

tral break

llege in San Fernando. And it was mid-October that day. My university classes had started back in August, and we were scheduled for s

by the window. We drove along the coastal south road and eventually hit traffic as we

bid Japen farewell, and he just smiled before driving back to S

e morning. I straightened myself up and took

forgotten my ID, so I got through faster than the other students who had forgotten theirs.

or used. On the fourth floor of the Dalgona Building, there were numerous identical doors tha

cially with his many meetings. Our class mayor would text if the Logic Design professor was available at the time. That's when my batchmates and I would rush to his classroom. It was tough not bein

l not know where Si

ssmates. I smiled at him and glanced at the watch on my wrist. "It

ayfully pinched my

ay. There, I finally spotted a room that looked different

ere were already many students inside. Luckily, the room wasn't full yet, so there were still seats available for me a

aded later?" Skyl

s crossed. Professor hadn't arrived yet, so we were still f

eting. "I heard you like havi

one would dare bring up his name after the incident. I cleared my throat

ything about Anthony. I mean, I wasn't the one who caused his death. Why were they asking me so much about An

get out of the classroom immediately because I felt suffocated. Especially when I

and I hoped he wouldn't follow me. But then I realized he probably wouldn't, especially since we weren't really f

I stopped and glanced behind me. Hmm, no one was staring at me. They were al

I hurried down the stairs. I almost trippe

o one's chasing a

and thanked him before

ople were staring at me. Goosebumps rose on my neck as I waited for the students in front of me to

t, I bumped in

tall guy yelled. I thoug

y as I ran towards the canteen. I figured I was just h

I noticed several students staring at me. Most of them were my classmat

ng. Well, feeling like someone was watching me when no one was there

ours later, the clock struck four in the afternoon. The professor dismissed us

n outside. After such a long and exhausting