Meanwhile, inside the instructors' lounge, a loud scoff echoed out.
''How utterly despicable,'' Lucienne said, disgust clear in her voice.
Several instructors glanced at her, their expressions turning uncomfortable.
The goal behind the dean's move was very simple and clear as day.
Either Theo handed his rightful share of the resources back, or he'd become a villain inside the university and attract hate from everyone.
''To think this is the 'great' Westridge University,'' she continued, shaking her head. ''I'll really have to ask my father for a heartfelt prayer to save this place.''
The nearby instructors felt their faces go pale.
''Miss,'' one of them said, taking a step closer.
But before he could get close, an elderly woman wearing Imperial Church robes stepped in front of him.
''Keep your distance,'' she said coldly.
The instructor swallowed hard and quickly nodded.
Even so, he still chose to speak up again.
