Willow Grant pretended to be clueless and shook her head, saying, "I’m not sure myself, but Professor Osborne said that in the whole class, I have the highest chance of getting in."
"Good! Very good!"
With Willow Grant’s words, she wouldn’t take the risk with Sumr Monroe.
But after hesitating for two seconds, Susan Stone couldn’t help but ask, "Do you know... how likely is it for Sumr Monroe to get into Britton University?"
Willow Grant’s face stiffened, and her hands clenched into fists secretly.
She knew it!
Susan Stone couldn’t have shown her that expression for no reason; it was because of Sumr Monroe!
She was actually considering that country woman, all because of that ridiculous "Under the Moonlight"!
Damn it!!!
At this mont, Willow Grant almost collapsed.
She used great self-restraint to keep her expression from showing any oddity, forcing a smile and shaking her head, saying, "Mrs. Stone, are you kidding? Professor Osborne already said, if she can’t make it to the top twenty in the class, she’ll be kicked out. Don’t even ntion Britton University; after the monthly test is over, whether she can stay at Crestfall University is another matter!"
After Willow Grant finished speaking, she felt a montary guilt because Damian Knight had just warned her not long ago.
Yet, without saying it, she couldn’t dispel Susan Stone’s thoughts about Sumr Monroe.
Sure enough, after she spoke, Susan Stone sighed, shook her head, and there was an added hint of disdain in her eyes.
"The education environnt is still very important," Susan Stone concluded and stopped discussing Sumr Monroe, instead becoming enthusiastic about Willow Grant again.
...
The night grew deeper.
Sumr Monroe finally escaped from the enthusiastic embrace of Locke Berg and his group, pulling Damian Knight to a deserted corner, leaning close to him, and whispered, "Why do you want to take Locke Berg and his group as students?"
Damian Knight stared at Sumr Monroe so close, with two suspicious clouds floating on his handso face.
He could even count how many eyelashes she had.
Sumr Monroe spoke for a while but didn’t see Damian Knight respond, puzzled, she tilted her head and asked, "Did you hear talking?"
The inadvertent motion brought her closer to Damian Knight.
Damian Knight’s throat involuntarily moved up and down, an idea repeatedly flashing in his mind: kiss her, kiss her...
"Damian Knight? Damian Knight!" Sumr Monroe called for a while, unable to resist reaching out and patting Damian Knight’s head.
"Buzz——" Damian Knight’s head was shocked by the pat, and he was sowhat dazed.
But he managed to regain his senses.
He backed up a step, didn’t dare to look at Sumr Monroe, afraid he couldn’t control himself and might do sothing to scare her.
"Ahem..." Damian Knight cleared his throat awkwardly, looking elsewhere, saying, "I heard you. Don’t hit !"
"Sorry..." Sumr Monroe awkwardly chuckled, muttering, "Who told you to keep zoning out?"
"I wasn’t zoning out, I was just, just... maybe a bit heat-struck." Damian Knight awkwardly cleared his throat again, asking, "What did you say just now?"
Sumr Monroe sighed helplessly and had no choice but to repeat her question, "I asked why you want to take Mr. Berg and his group as students."
Damian Knight shrugged, saying, "Don’t you want the man you’re looking for to notice you? Today, you’ve accepted Locke Berg and his group as students, tomorrow the whole world will know you."
"You..." Sumr Monroe couldn’t help but feel anxious.
She didn’t want the whole world to know her; what if her secret identities were exposed?
But Sumr Monroe thought, the matter with Henry Stanton would soon be resolved, and by then, she wouldn’t need to hide her identity.
Thinking of this, Sumr Monroe sighed and said, "Hopefully achieving this can find him."
Just then, Sumr Monroe’s phone rang.
It was Henry Stanton’s call.
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