Bernard retorted, "What does that have to do with you?"
…
Christopher sat at his desk in the classroom. His mind was plagued with Bernard's answer, which had been reverberating throughout the morning. He wasn't in the mood for classes at all.
The moment the lunch bell rang, Christopher packed up his stuff immediately. He needed to track Hera down just so he could talk to her.
Zyler called out to Christopher at that moment.
"Why don't we have lunch together, Christopher? I'd like to talk to you about something."
"What do you want to talk about?" Christopher replied flatly.
Zyler felt quite miffed upon hearing Christopher's cold tone. He found himself resenting Hera even more after that.
If it weren't for her, things between him and Christopher wouldn't have gotten this tense.
"I've booked a private room in the Imperial Hotel. Why don't we chat while having lunch together?"
There were too many people at school, making it difficult for Zyler to badmouth Hera in front of Christopher.
"We're no longer friends now, so there's nothing to talk about. I have to deal with some other matters, so I'm leaving now."
Christopher left the classroom after saying his piece.
Zyler stared at Christopher's receding figure, his fists tightly clenched.
…
After classes were done for the day, Hera stayed back to clean the classroom because it was her turn on the duty roster that day. There, she received a phone call from an academy admin, who requested that she pick up her package from the academy mailroom.
Piglet: "Boss, I've mailed you all the alternative medicines you need other than the century-old gurdyroot. The package is quite heavy, so it's best if you get someone to carry the package with you."
Piglet: "There are only two known century-old gurdyroots on the market so far. The first one has existed for 218 years. It currently serves as a relic in the National Auditorium of Jadonia. I can't buy it at all. The other gurdyroot is a part of Astral Nova's collection. It's not for sale."
Piglet: "I'll have my subordinates look for another gurdyroot if possible."
Raven: "Thanks. You don't have to look for the gurdyroot anymore."
Raven: "Keep it on my tab for now. I'm a little tight on money lately, so I need you to start taking jobs for me again."
Piglet: "You? Poor? Boss, didn't you just earn a whopping one billion dollars from the Gaskells some time ago?"
Shadow: "Unless what?"
But the grandmaster didn't respond to her at all.
So, Hera put her phone away and dropped Katie, her duty roster partner, a message. Then, she made her way toward the mailroom on her own.
…
Zyler exited the mailroom after collecting his parcel. He happened to spot Hera walking toward him in the corridor. His expression fell slightly, thinking that Hera must be stalking him.
Then, he strode toward Hera to block her way. "What the hell are you up to this time?"
Hera shot Zyler a cold glance, her brows scrunching into an annoyed frown. "Why are you everywhere?"
"Hah! You're the one stalking me here! Why would you ask such a question?"
Zyler chuckled coldly. "You think you can get my attention just by playing hard to get after convincing Christopher to alienate me?"
"Narcissism is a form of mental illness. I suggest you go get yourself checked into the psychiatric department. Now, get lost," Hera shot back icily.
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