Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 623

"Instructor Vance, what is the meaning of this? Are you seriously harassing a female student in broad daylight?"

Jillian Lowe marched out from behind the treeline.

Seeing this, everything clicked into place for Mira. This was a calculated revenge plot for the harsh scolding he had given them days ago.

And their dismissal point just so happened to be a blind spot for the campus security cameras.

Jillian's loud accusations drew the attention of the remaining students, who quickly turned back to watch the drama unfold.

"Your mind is in the gutter, so you see filth everywhere. She was falling, and I merely caught her."

But the girl cried out, "Who said I was falling? I just sprained my ankle and came to ask for a sick leave.

I was just about to leave when you grabbed me the moment you thought no one was looking.

You even... you even whispered in my ear that you liked me!"

The moment she uttered those words, her boyfriend materialized out of nowhere, charging forward with a raised fist aimed straight at the instructor's jaw.

Instructor Vance effortlessly dodged the blow and planted a swift kick to the boy's chest, sending him stumbling back.

He was a trained soldier, after all.

Vanessa made her fashionably late entrance. "Jillian, what on earth is going on here?"

"Vanessa, thank god you're here! You won't believe it. The instructor tried to assault Serena Finn when he thought no one was watching.

And then... he even assaulted her boyfriend!"

Vanessa looked up to see the girl, Serena, sobbing dramatically against her boyfriend's shoulder.

The boyfriend hung his head in a display of pathetic defeat. "It's my fault for being useless. I couldn't beat him."

He paused for effect. "Maybe we should just break up. You need someone stronger to protect you.

Or maybe you should just... just be with him."

"Are you done performing?" Instructor Vance asked with a dark chuckle.

"I never imagined the nation's top university would harbor absolute trash like you."

All this just because he had criticized them on the first day of orientation? They were petty enough to bribe another student to frame him.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Vanessa hadn't expected the instructor to remain so defiant.

Shouldn't he be panicking right now? Defenseless and terrified, regretting the day he ever dared to humiliate her?

"I'm finally witnessing the legendary upbringing of elite families," he mocked.

Over the past few weeks, he had gotten a fairly good read on the backgrounds of the students in his unit.

"Instructor Vance, I was actually willing to cut you some slack since you've worked hard training us. I wanted to mediate and let this slide if you just offered a sincere apology.