My Destined Lover

Kevin shrugged carelessly, “You’re right, I’m nobody. However,” suddenly, he turned his words, smiled, and looked at the door, “you’re not powerful enough to frighten me… Don’t you think so, Marcus Brown? ”

Hearing that name, Mrs. Boote froze, Brown? Is … the Browns?

While she was stunned, a tall man came in the door. The man glanced at her coldly and didn’t say anything more. Instead, he turned his head to Laura, who was standing beside him and said, “You go back to class first. I’ll take care of it.”

Laura didn’t expect Marcus would come to school at such a time. Although she was a little surprised, nodded calmly, “Okay.”

Mrs. Davis put her arm around Laura’s shoulders and led her out of the office.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

When they disappeared, Marcus looked at Mrs. Boote and said to the instructor, “Teacher, please tell me what happened.”

Mrs. Boote was shocked by Marcus’s cold eyes. She realized what “Brown” meant and began to be panic. She said with a pale face and a trembling voice, “Mrs. Brown, it’s not a big deal to bother you and waste your time.”

Seeing Mrs. Boote in such an uneasy state, the instructor understood that this handsome man was definitely a man of powerful background and could not be offended!

The expression on her face immediately became respectful and meek, and she said softly, “Mr. Brown, right? The thing …” she briefly recounted everything that happened before.

Mrs. Boote clearly felt that eyes of Marcus fell on her getting cold as if looking at a dead person.

She was so nervous that her mouth was dry, and she interjected, “Mr. Brown, it’s all a mistake! Everything can be explained!”

The Browns, is the most powerful family in New York. If she offended the Browns, she would even not know how she died. Could she not be nervous?

“Well.” Marcus chuckled.

The crowd watched in silence as he took out bills.

“Laura is my fianceé. Her book was ruined, and I’ll buy a new one. How dare I use your money.” He smiled with sarcasm.

After saying that, dozens of bills scattered from Marcus’s hands, grazing Mrs. Boote’s cheeks and leaving a few red marks.

“Oops, I meant to pay you back, but my hand slipped accidentally.” Marcus’ surprised tone was insincere.

Mrs. Boote naturally heard his sarcasm but dared not speak out in anger. She forced a smile, “I understand …”

“Well, it’s good to understand.”

Marcus looked at the instructor, “Has Laura been making any trouble lately?”

Mrs. Boot, who was so arrogant, was humble in front of the man frightening the instructor to quickly shook her hand, “Mr. Brown, what are you talking about? Laura has always been very good and never caused any trouble.”