Before getting into the car, Mag Evans's ears were filled with curses, which almost made her faint.
Bitch! I won't let you off the hook!
On the other side of the stage, the headmaster looked embarrassed, like an ant on a hot pot.
He could not have imagined that the money Mag donated was illegally obtained, so the school couldn't use it. But the school had already taken the money, and the construction of the teaching building had started.
With a troubled expression, the headmaster said to Moore, "I'll refund half the money to you, and Mag's name…"
The rest of the sentence was unnecessary; everyone understood that a thief couldn't be included in Libanan University's list of distinguished alumni.
Moore Mamet looked gloomy, feeling everyone's mocking gaze. They all laughed at him for abandoning a noble lady and opting for a cunning girl born out of wedlock.
At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, his eyes coldly staring at Xaviera Evans.
"Xaviera."
