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Atthatthought,Donaldfeltmoreconfident.
“Stoptryingtoytricks,Yvette,”hesaid.“You’reexpelledfromJubilifeUniversity.Packyourthingsandgetlost!Otherwise,I’llgetthesecurityguardstochaseyouout.”
Yasmincouldn’thelpbutsmileatthesight.ShewashappythatYvettewasfinallygettingkickedoutofJubilifeUniversity!N?velDrama.Org owns this.
“Doyouhearme,Yvette?”Donaldsaidimpatiently.
Butbeforehecouldfinish,hisphonevibratedfuriouslyinhispocket.Itwasacall<b>from</b>Matt.Donaldhurriedlypickedupthecall.
Hesaidingratiatingly,“Whythesudden<b>call</b>,Mr.Rusell?Istheresomething<b>that</b>youmightneedmetodo?”
Mattwasfurious,“Whogaveyou<b>the</b>permissiontoexpelYvetteMurray?Listenup,ifyoucan’tkeepYvettefromleaving,youwillbedismissedasthevicechancellor!”
StunnedbyMatt’slecture,Donald<b>couldn’t</b>reactto thesituation.
“Ohmygod,YvetteactuallyknowsMr.Rusell!”
“Yeah!Mr.RusellevenlecturedMr.Tumerbecauseofher!”
“Justwho<b>is</b>she?EvenMr.<b>Rusell</b>issidingwithher!”
Thestudentswereindisbelief.Meanwhile,Yasinin’sexpressionwasgrim.Sheclenchedherfists<b>so</b>hardthather<b>nails</b>leftimprintsonherpalms.
Yasmin’sns almostseeded;YvettealmostgotdismissedfromJubiliteUniversity,butshehadMatt’ssupport.
“Fuck!HowdidthatbitchknowMr.Rusell?”Yasminthought.
Stilllookingindifferent<b>,</b>Yvettepickedupherbagandleft.Uponseeingthat,Donald’sexpressionchanged.Hequicklystoppedher.
Unlikehispreviousarrogantdemeanor,hewasnowveryhumble.“Yvette…Yvette,don’tleave.”<b>he</b>said.
YvettegazedicilyatDonaldandsaid,“Didn’tyouexpelmeandtellmetoleaveJubilifeUniversity?”
Hearingherwords,Donaldfeltextremelyembarrassed.“I’vemadeamistake,Yvette.I’m sorry…I’mreallysorry.”
“Areyoudone?”Yvettesaidcoldly.“Ifyouare,move.Don’tgetinmyway.”
<b>Donald</b>thoughtYvette<b>was</b>implyingthathewasadog.Hisexpressionbecamemoregrim<b>,</b><b>and</b>heredviciouslyather.Yet,hehadtofake<b>a</b>
smile.
“Yvette,whatwouldittakeforyoutoforgiveme?IfyoustayatJubiliteUniversity,Icandoanythingforyou.<b>I’m</b>genuinelysorry!”
Yvette<b>scoffed</b>andsaidemotionlessly,“Yourapologyissoinsincere.”
“<b>Yvie</b>,Mr.Turnerisgivingyouasincereapology.Youshouldbemoreforgiving.Stopbeing<b>so</b>harshonhim!”
YvettethoughtYasminwastryingtoguilttripher.Shesneeredandsaidcoldly,“Aneyeforaneye.Ifhedoesn’tknesanapology,Iwon’tletthisgo.”
DonaldthoughtofMatt’swarningandcouldn’thelpbutbreakoutinacoldsweat.Hecouldn’tlosehisposition<b>as</b>thevice–chancellor.Afterall,hehadputinyearsofefforttogettothatposition!
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