Chapter 6

Every step Professor Evan took towards me made me want to crawl and beg for his forgiveness. There is something about his aura that makes me scared to death.

"It's late, and you are supposed to go home. There are no students in this building anymore. What are you up to?" Professor Evan asked, immediately grabbing the brown envelope I was holding.

When I saw that my hands were shaking, I immediately hid them under my chair.

He let out a sarcastic laugh. "These are confidential information. Who gave you these?"

I bit my lower lip. "I'm not going to tell you."

"Of course, you won't," he smiled at me and said, "because you're going to explain it to the Dean tomorrow morning."

My eyes bulged out. "No!" I hissed at him and stood up from my seat.

"Do you think the Dean will let you off the hook this time? This is a serious matter, Miss Bentley. You are trying to pry for information about me!" he growled at me.

My blood boils at the mere sight of him being angry. "I was just trying to get to