NovelEnglishChapter 21 "It's okay," Domenic replied simply.
"There aren't any rich women who want to keep me.
Seeing that he wasn't mad, Lindsey breathed a sigh of relief.
She shifted her focus back to the menu, and since she could get a 90% discount, she boldly ordered several of the restaurant's specialties.
As soon as she handed the menu to the waiter, she caught sight of a familiar figure entering the restaurant with a middle-aged man.
It was Nina! Squinting at her middle-aged companion, Lindsey felt that he Looked a little familiar.
Then, it hit her-this man was Ismael Ballard, the dean of their department! 's BunnyBookery Lindsey's seat was facing the door, so if Nina and Ismael cover, they would definitely spot her.
Lindsey quickly racked her brains and cup with an idea.
She lowered her head, snuck around the table, and sat down on the seat next to Domenic, covering her face with her hands.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtObserving her strange behavior, Domenic took a quick look at the door and understood something.
He tilted his broad body and covered Lindsey from view.
Sure enough, when Nina passed by arm in arm with Ismael and sat at the next table, they failed to notice that Lindsey was there.
At this time, the waiter served their food.
Lindsey lowered her head and ate quietly, pricking up her ears in an attempt to eavesdrop.
That was when she heard Nina's cloying voice say, "Honey, you have to help me.
You can't let Lindsey be valedictorian!" Ismael reassured her with a doting smile, "Don't worry about her.
I'll make sure you get this honor.
"Aw, you're the best!" Nina gave Ismael a big, wet ki*s.
Ismael wrapped his arm around her waist and said meaningfully, "Stay withtonight.
If you makehappy, I'll give you anything you want.
"You're so naughty!" Nina whined coquettishly, pounding his chest.
Lindsey's hand paused.
No wonder she could never get their scholarship's first prize, nor could she get any reasonable explanation from the school administration.
It turned out that Nina had a backer! Anger surged within Lindsey.
She clenched the fork in her hand and said nothing, her expression turning stormy.
Noticing her gloomy expression, Domenic asked in a low voice, "They seem to be talking about you.
Do you know them?" Head lowered, Lindsey stared unwaveringly at the plate in front of her with rage-filled eyes.
"That woman is Nina Foster.
She's in the sdepartment as me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe man beside her is Ismael Ballard, the dean of our department.
Nina could never beatwhen it cto academics, but she om somehow always won the first prize of the school's scholarship every year. Turns out the dean is her sugar daddy.
This year, I was hoping to win the title of most outstanding graduate an prestigious award that'd helpget a good job after graduating. But now that I know they've secretly been pulling strings, I might not get it!" Upon hearing this, Domenic's expression also darkened.
As it turned out, he was Zrans University's biggest sponsor, and he had been funding the school scholarship for years now. Emiacted as his representative and was the one in charge of contacting the school.
Since Domenic didn't run the operation himself, he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
Just then, they suddenly heard an indignant shout from the next table.
"This is your signature dish! What do you mean it's not available? Why are you even in business if you can't serve your signature dish?" It turned out that a dish Nina ordered was sold out.
The waiter had cto explain, but he didn't expect that Nina would throw a tantrum on the spot.
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