Page 271 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

She glanced back at the door all the same, prepared to greet the professor similarly—-

"Did your lunch meeting go well?" The professor's secretary went on to ask.

But there was no one else.

"As well as one could hope." A pause. "I've something to work on, so please make sure I'm not disturbed for the rest of the day."

There was no one else.

"Oh, but there's a student here to see you," Mrs. Montez protested, "and Ms. Leventis has been here for over three hours..."

There was no one else!

"Is that so?" The words were drawled out in a chilling tone, and Diana could feel herself paling as the truth hit her in the head like nails being pounded into her brain.

Professor Matthijs de Graaf was Mr. Furious.

Who also happened to be T-PILF.

And even more furious than usual.

Andforbidden.

Him

THE PROFESSOR WAS SILENTLYcursing in seven languages.

Of course the girl would turn out to be no other than Diana Leventis.

His ownfuckablefucking student.

He should have expected things to turn out like this,should've remembered the saints above so did love to have a laugh at his expense.

God damn it.

He forced himself to meet her eyes, and in them he found all the things he desired and dreaded.

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