Chapter 53: Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Late Night Make-Up Lessons

At Progress University, a rumor has been circulating that Hussey of the Department of Finance is a well-known celebrity in the upper class of Progress City. She has good grades, good looks, and a good reputation. But her good friend Dana Roosevelt is notorious,

The origin of Dana Roosevelt is unknown, and the results are also the end of the crane year after year. They do not know why this eldest daughter and Dana Roosevelt became acquainted. Today, they saw Dana directly dragged Emily out, they were all stunned.

"Are you... Hussey?"

Emily knew who she is. The reason why she worked hard to manage her image in the school is nothing more than to be able to become a white and rich girl like Hussey in the eyes of others. Now that she knows it is Hussey, Emily's attitude is much better. "Are there any misunderstandings between us?"

Hussey just smiled at her. "Misunderstanding?"

"What can be misunderstood, the evidence is written in black and white. Who will believe if you defend yourself!"

"What evidence?"

A friend of Emily stood and pointed at Dana "Hussey, you are not fooled by this woman, are you?"

One of Emily's friends patted her shoulders. "Dana is a poor girl and you are the daughter of a rich family. Maybe she is making friends with you just for your money!"

When Hussey heard this, she laughed unscrupulously.

"If Dana Roosevelt doesn't have money, why do you know so well? Do you know that there are humble people?"

"Hussey!" Dana quickly grabbed her. " Hussey, don't." Dana's eyes at this time are full of resistance. Hussey knew Dana's concerns and "hummed" a few times, without saying anything.

"Anyway, I warned you, Emily." She smirked. "Dana is not a greedy person pretending to be innocent like you. You will be exposed in the future, but don't blame me for being impolite!"

Dawn came and Tim went home in the laneway of the old community, which is relatively a remote area with a few people who live in it. He was walking by himself in an alley until he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The dim light on the side of the road flashed, and the boy stopped. Five or six men in black suits came out from all directions.

"Who are you?!" Tim looked at them warily. The people did not speak but surrounded him back and forth.

"Your name is Tim Petty?" A man in the lead asked.

"What do you want to do?"

"Who is Dana Roosevelt?"

Tim's face went cold when he heard the name. "I do not know her!"

'Dana Roosevelt... could it be that this shameless woman got into trouble again and caused the enemy to come to me?'

While he was speculating on his own, a few people in black all clamped him to the left and right.

"What are you doing?!" Tim immediately panicked. "What are you doing?! I don't know that woman! Let go, let go!"

A group of people in black captured him and he struggled desperately,

Tim thought they were going to hit him at first. But in fact, they didn't beat him, and according to rational analysis, these people are well-trained and well-dressed. It's more like a bodyguard hired by a wealthy family, not like a street gangster at all.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

No one answered him, only dim shadows, leather shoes hit the ground, and a man walked out,

Tim looked at him and saw that he was in dim light. No one could see what he looked like.

The man spoke. "Dana Roosevelt's hand, did you injure it?"

That voice is young, Tim thought that he sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"What Dana's hand?! I don't know! It's not me!"

That day, Tim didn't mean to break her hand. He just wanted to pull her away from Lily in a hurry and didn't control his strength for a while. But using that kind of strength to treat a girl is cruel.

The man in the dark informed him coldly. "Right hand, injured."

Tim immediately struggled. "What are you doing? What are you going to do? I tell you, this is illegal!"

"What--" he continued to wriggle out and a stern shout suddenly cut through the night sky densely lined with dense wires

The sky was completely dark at this time. Tim turned pale with pain, and the big beads of sweat fell one by one.

"Go." A cigarette butt dropped next to the leather shoes in the dark, and Tim squatted on the ground in pain.

With a pop, the streetlight came on, He looked in the man's direction while huffing. However, he only saw the back of a black suit.

At Silver Beach. Dana returned feeling extremely exhausted. There is a servant on Silver Beach today, who is usually responsible for cleaning and cooking at home.

Dana came in, looked at her, and asked " Erica, did he come home today?"

"Mr. Herbert?" she looked at her and said in delight "Oh! Mr. Herbert said that he has something to do tonight, and he may come back later. He told me to inform you that you need to rest early, and he said don't forget the class tomorrow morning."

"Oh. Okay." Dana Roosevelt wonders, lowering her eyes and glanced at the paper bag in her hand. 'I was thinking we'll eat because today's my birthday

No one else was with her, so she wanted to share a cake with the teacher. But, since the teacher has something to be busy with, then forget it. Dana pursed her lips and walked towards the trash can.

One second before releasing the hand, the door rang. Dana was taken aback. A man in a black suit opened the door and walked in. Walker looked neither good-looking nor ugly. He saw Dana who was also looking at him and said " You came back?"

Walker nodded and his eyes fell on her right wrist. "Are your hands better?"

"Much better, Mr. Herbert."

The man noticed that she seemed to be hiding something behind her. "What is that?"

"Oh, oh nothing--" Inexplicably, Dana suddenly felt guilty. Does her birthday have anything to do with the teacher? Does she still expect her teacher to help her celebrate her birthday?' She thought. 'Just forget it!'

"Teacher, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first. You should rest early!" Dana said, turning around to run. However, the man behind her interrupted her.

"Hold on."

Dana turned around with a puzzled look "Is there anything else, teacher?"

"Come to my room."

Dana fell silent and became nervous 'Come to his room? No!'

"No..." Dana smiled wryly and immediately counseled. "It's late, teacher... It's not appropriate for us to stay in the same room at night..."

Walker was still expressionless "You have been distracted in class today, I want to see how much you learn"

Dana, once again, fell silent. 'Damn.'

Dana has no more reason to refuse. She can only lower her head and follow the man into the room.

Walker's room is spacious. In front of the huge and beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a large desk. At first glance, it is professionally decorated. Entering the door, the man pointed to the chair at the desk.

"Go and sit down."

"Okay." Dana Roosevelt nodded and walked towards the chair obediently.

Walker turned his back to her, did not say anything, and took off his jacket and suit neatly.

Dana's gaze happened to look at him. The room was quiet and there was no other sound. He could only watch him slowly untie the tie around his neck and remove the tie clip. Then, take off the two cufflinks and place them on the cabinet without any hurries.

Dana looked at Walker's white and handsome profile face like a Greek sculpture. She panicked. "Teacher..."

"Didn't you say that...just purely...explain the topic?"

He undressed in front of her and she panicked. Walker, who was unbuttoning his shirt, paused when he heard the words and looked at her flatly. He sneered, "Why don't you help me here?"

Dana fell silent and looked away

"No! No..."

Just watching the teacher take off a coat will make her blush and skip a heartbeat.

Walker saw the girl lowered her head and secretly blamed herself. The corners of his lips curled up with a smile.