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At Oakhaven University.

The Mercedes Gilmore was in was stopped by two security guards at the school gate.

“Student ID, please.” A slightly fat man, probably in his forties, knocked at Gerald’s. window.

Gilmore knew Gerald couldn’t be let in the school anyhow, for he was neither a member of a faculty nor a student there..

And under no circumstances would the guards allow a stranger like Gerald in the school, not least in a car.

Gerald, however, smiled at the man and said, “Hi there, I’m the new director of the Security Department. Now, please open the door for us, will you?”

Gerald’s words appalled Gilmore, Luke, as well as two guards not far away.

Nevertheless, the man didn’t buy it. Instead, he became annoyed and declared, “Sir, I don’t care if you are the new director of the Security Department or not. Show me your ID or get out of here!”

The guard, who looked so righteous and considered himself to be so experienced, didn’t seem to believe a word Gerald had said.

Even his fellows, Gilmore and Luke, thought it was but a lame excuse for Gerald to claim to be the new director of the Security Department.

Gerald nodded and replied, “Okay, I’ll show you my ID.”

With that, Gerald put his hand into his pocket, pulled out an ID, and handed it to the guard outside of the window.

The guard took it and began to examine it.

The photo on the ID looked exactly like Gerald, and his job title was “Head of Security“, employed by the “Security Department of Oakhaven University” Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

It even had the official seal of Oakhaven University on it.

The guard gave a slight shiver as he saw the seal. He was completely dumbfounded. Gerald in the car was indeed the new director of the Security Department.

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Another guard around 30 years old, took the ID from the man hurriedly after verifying that it was indeed real.

Then, with a bright grin, he turned to Gerald. “Here you are, are, door right away.

Mr. Graves. We’ll open the

Gerald smiled and took the ID. Then, he said, “Thanks. May I have the name of your colleague here, please?”

Suddenly, as if suffering from constipation, the younger guard couldn’t speak.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to tell Gerald. “He is Stanley Strickland. Forgive him, Mr. Graves, please. He was just a bit too inflexible.”

Then, the guard opened the electric door with the remote control for Gerald’s. Mercedes.

Gerald didn’t respond to the guard. He just rolled up the window with a smile and started the car, driving the Mercedes into the school.

Looking at the Mercedes disappearing into the school, the older guard, whose face had turned pale, felt his knees give and collapsed.

Then, he wailed while pounding his chest with both hands, “I’m finished. I offended the new director of the Security Department. I’ll be sacked soon…”

The Mercedes parked in an underground garage of the school.

Gilmore unfastened his belt and asked Gerald, “Are you really the Head of Security at Oakhaven University?”

Gerald nodded and said, “Miss Foster arranged for me to take up the role of Head of Security at the school to better protect you.”

Gilmore thought to himself, “Look at what a wealthy family can do!”

As a matter of fact, it was but the tip of the iceberg of what the Fosters were capable of in Oakhaven. For them, even replacing the president of Oakhaven University would be a breeze, not to mention arranging for Gerald to take up the role of Head of Security at the university.

“This is my business card. Call me if anything happens, and I’ll be there immediately to protect you.” With that, Gerald gave Gilmore a business card.

It was rather simple. There was only the name “Gerald Graves” and a phone number on

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Gilmore took it, and the three got off the car.

As Gerald put on his sunglasses, Luke asked out of curiosity, “Are you seriously going to work at the Security Department?”

Gerald looked at Luke and replied, “Where else am I supposed to be? Your classroom?”

Luke was rendered speechless.

Then, without further ado, Gerald headed towards the exit coolly with his hands down his pockets..

Meanwhile, Gilmore smiled as he thought to himself, “With the Head of Security to back me up, nobody would cause me trouble

But he was wrong.

Gilmore and Luke were freshmen at the Department of Medicine.

When they were on their way to the teaching building of the Department of Medicine, Gilmore and Luke were stopped by a dozen of people.

“Oh, isn’t this the jackass who took advantage of Christine, our goddess of Oakhaven University?” A young, slightly mean–looking man leading the group said in anger.

Gilmore recognized him as Darell Weaver.

Darell was the son of another extremely wealthy family and an admirer of Christine.

And the rest of the men were Darell’s followers. They were a bunch of useless toadies who ran errands for Darell all the time.

They were only working as Darell’s sidekicks for food and fun.

In the past, Gilmore would perhaps fear people like Darell, but now, Darell was nobody

to him.

Gilmore gave Darell a sly grin and said, “You must be jealous of me for kissing your goddess, Darell, aren’t you? You should be, for that’s the only thing that you, a coward, are capable of, isn’t it? After all, you wouldn’t dare to kiss Christine, would you?”

Darell was rendered exasperated by Gilmore’s words.

Worse, Gilmore was right about it.

He was indeed too cowardly to lay a finger on Christine, for the Fosters were too

influential and formidable for him that he wouldn’t dare to kiss Christine even in his wildes dreams.

was true that he was jealous of Gilmore for being able to kiss Christine at will.

Annoyingly, there was nothing he could do about it.

Darell felt he would burst with anger and shame, and shouted to his men, “How dare Gilmore insult Christine and talk so openly about it. Let’s teach this ill–mannered man

a lesson?

The rest of the men soon darted forward and surrounded Gilmore and Luke.

Gilmore didn’t seem to mind at all. Instead, he picked up his phone and began texting.

Luke, who was standing next to him, became nervous, and whispered to Gilmore, What do we do now?

Luke knew he and Gilmore were outnumbered and couldn’t possibly escape unscathed. Darell noticed Luke’s subtle expression and said, “You must be scared, Luke, aren’t you? If you’re scared, tell your friend to do 100 push–ups and then ask for my mercy. I might let you go then”

Luke retorted immediately, “No way, Darell! We’ll never submit to you.”

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After sending the message, Gilmore looked up at Darell and said in a flat tone, someone is indeed going to be begging for mercy today, but it’s not me, it’s you Outraged, Darell declared, “Either you k for my mercy or I go to hell today. “Go on, boys”

The rest of the men braced themselves to attack

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Suddenly, the sonorous and forceful footsteps of a group of young guards came. They were led by the robust Gerald, who was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

“Someone is causing trouble on campus and bullying others. Arrest the bullies! Gerald ordered

The young guards reacted and struck at his order.

Darell and his men all froze.

Then, with a cry. Darell’s followers scattered, leaving only Darell behind.

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Several guards tackled Darell.

Yet, Darell didn’t seem willing to admit defeat. Instead, he shouted, “Let me go. You have no right to arrest me!”

Gerald said coldly, “You’ll be accused of harming others and causing chaos. We’ll take you to the police station later.”

Darell’s face turned pale at that immediately, for it might damage his family image, and he might get punished for that.

The thought of that left Darell shivering in fear.

Scared, Darell caught sight of Gilmore and Luke, he felt as if he had seen his saviors. He implored immediately, “Forgive me, Gilmore and Luke. I was wrong. Tell them I did nothing to you, please. I don’t want to go to the police station!”

Gilmore looked rather impassive as he looked at Darell and said, “Well, I can’t find a reason to excuse you, Darell. You told us to do 100 push–ups and ask you for mercy, didn’t you?”

Gilmore paused for a while and looked up into the sky, then continued arrogantly, “Alright, I can consider letting you go, as long as you do 100 push–ups and ask us for mercy.”

Looking thunderstruck, Darell’s face had turned ashen.