The moment she heard those words, Mira's expression darkened.
"If you dare use those pictures inappropriately, just wait and see how I deal with you."
Hearing her threat, Mr. Davis remained completely unmoved. Instead, a smug smile spread across his face.
"Oh, really? Then go ahead and show me how you're going to make me regret it."
He stepped closer, invading her personal space.
The faint smell of cigarette smoke and cheap cologne lingered around him, making Mira instinctively want to take a step back.
"But remember this. If you fail to make me regret it, then I'll make sure you regret crossing me."
His smile widened into something cruel.
"I'll plaster those pictures all over the university walls. Let's see whether the principal will still allow you to study in this prestigious university once everyone learns about your past."
Mira's fingers curled tightly into fists. She simply glared at him for several long seconds before turning around and walking away.
