This is absolutely absurd; does this student have something wrong with their brain?
SCREECH—
An urgent braking sound suddenly erupted.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP—
One honk after another resounded powerfully, echoing through every inch of University A.
Maxwell Peary was driving at full throttle, his expression grim, his face terribly dark.
His mind wasn't focused on whether Nia had been wronged or anything of that sort; instead, it was flooded with Charles Northwood's words. When he spoke, his face must have carried that darn annoying smile. Damn it, he wants to steal my woman? He should at least check first whether he's qualified. However... Craps! My wife is a bit loose in the head, too gullible, so foolish that I fear someone might just trick her away. No, no, I've got to teach her properly in the future—to avoid making unnecessary conversation with strangers. She must stay away from Charles Northwood and his malicious intent!
