Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 604

At Mira's level, if she gave her number to every person she just met, her phone would explode with notifications.

Just as she was about to politely decline, Harvey stepped up and blocked their path. "Sorry, guys. If you want a number, you can take mine. I'm her secretary."

That was exactly why Mira liked having him around as a friend.

The guys blinked in surprise, looking Harvey up and down before glancing back at Mira.

Seeing that Mira didn't contradict him—which was basically a tacit admission—they scoffed. "Never mind, then."

And they walked away.

Seriously, why would a bunch of guys want another guy's number?

Wyatt and the others stifled their laughter. They wouldn't believe Harvey was Mira's secretary if their lives depended on it.

Though Harvey never flaunted his background, his designer clothes, deep pockets, and effortless confidence made it obvious he came from serious money.

Some things were simply bred into a person's bones.

Elara, however, leaned in and whispered, "Is Harvey really your secretary?"

Mira checked to make sure no one was listening and shook her head.

Back in their senior year of high school, Harvey had helped her out with some business matters, but once she hired a professional secretary and an assistant, she didn't need him for that anymore.

Given Harvey's current status, he had his own secretaries and assistants to deal with.

Beside them, Cedric nudged Harvey with his elbow. "I've never seen a knight in shining armor act quite like you."

"What knight? I was just bailing a friend out of an awkward situation."

"Would you do that for any other girl?"

"No. They aren't my friends."

Cedric nodded thoughtfully. "Fair enough."

"Hello, everyone. I'm Marshall Hunter, your academic advisor."

"Hahaha..."

The classroom fell silent for a split second before erupting into laughter.

Marshall was dressed in a plain white t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. If he hadn't introduced himself, he would have easily passed for another student.

"I know I look like I just rolled out of a frat house. Blame my wardrobe, not me," the advisor explained with a good-natured smile.

"...I've been an advisor for two years now; this is my third. I hope we can all get along well over the next four years.

Most of the time, the class representatives and the student council handle everything.

If there's something they can't handle, throwing money at the problem usually fixes it."

"Mira? Is Mira Mercer here?"

Marshall's eyes scanned the room.

Mira blinked in surprise and quickly stood up.

"Whoa, Mira is actually in our class!"

"That's really her. I finally get to see her in person.

I'm totally getting an autograph later so I can brag about it."

"She got into Aethelgard University too?"

"Wow, she's even more gorgeous than on TV. She's definitely going to be the sweetheart of our class."

"Forget the class, she should be the Campus Belle."

"I don't know about the entire campus, but she's got the department title on lock."