In all his past and future long years, there would not be another girl .
It was just unfortunate—
For now, he subconsciously rejected and resisted her, the little bit of goodness Windsor Myres had, wasn’t enough to erase the troubles and depression she brought him.
Camden River withdrew his gaze with a stiff face.
The Dean of the New Media Institute, the Chief of the Campus Security, and the Director of Education all arrived.
Recently, the incident at the Capital Suburb Aviation and Tourism Institute had caused quite a stir, and just about two months had passed for the entire impact of the event to completely dissipate.
But it left the leadership over there quite strained, as both parents and students began to doubt the school’s safety management.
This time, at Cloud Capital University, the severity of the incident had only increased.
With the school’s reputation at stake, they naturally didn’t dare to take it lightly.
Alexander Miller mentioned Mia Ginger’s identity issue over the phone.
Perhaps she was the Mayor’s daughter.
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The current Mayor Ginger was quite outstanding.
In administration, he was always low-key and steady, even to the point of being moderate, yet he had been re-elected for a second term.
Mayor Ginger had managed to achieve this.
Just on this point alone, he was not someone to be underestimated.
At the very least, it showed that he was upright and able to balance various interests appropriately, making him unimpeachable.
Being inactive could still earn him a reputation of scholarly amiability.
No matter how amicable he seemed, or how low-key he usually was, or how private his life was, he was still the Mayor.
One moment of displeasure from him could affect their great futures.
The leaders did not delay at all on their way, just as Koa Jackson requested, they all arrived within an hour.
The Security Office duty room was rarely this lively.
Everyone was neatly dressed, all in suits, and as soon as they entered, the space instantly became cramped.
Principal Reven was the last to arrive, lowering his eyes to glance at the three men squatting in the corner.
The Chief of Security hurriedly stepped forward, softly reporting, "Their identities have been verified, not our school’s students, three punks from outside."
Principal Reven breathed a sigh of relief, saying in a deep voice, "Where is the student involved? How are they doing?"
"Inside." Alexander Miller, who usually didn’t have so many opportunities to meet the principal, was a bit nervous at the moment, and pointed towards the inside of the duty room.
Principal Reven stepped forward and looked in through the glass window.
He was momentarily stunned.
Pressing his hand to his forehead, he turned and said, "Why is he in there?"
"The man by the bed." Principal Reven frowned at Alexander Miller, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he seemed to understand something.
To put it precisely, his father had some dealings and interactions with Old Master Jackson.
The calligraphy and painting hanging in Old Master Jackson’s study were indeed by his own old man.