Chapter 752

Four years prior, Louis had visited Preagend University to deliver a speech. It was then that he first

encountered Millie. Their initial meeting occurred due to an inadvertent collision.

Before his speech in the auditorium, a girl rushed up from behind, causing him to stagger. The papers

in his grasp fluttered to the floor.

Swiftly, the girl crouched to collect his scattered papers, apologizing for the incident.

Subsequently, upon reaching the auditorium, he spotted the same girl among the audience.

The speech spanned four hours—initially, the audience was rapt, but gradually, attention waned. Yet

the girl behind the mask remained unwaveringly absorbed.

Post-speech, hunger drove the attendees toward the cafeteria. In contrast, the masked girl approached

the stage, her design in hand, with an apologetic tone.

“Professor, I apologize for the intrusion. Could you assess the necklace I’ve crafted?”

At the time, Louis’ stomach growled audibly, and he sighed in response. She was truly a dedicated

student.

The necklace’s design, indicative of her talent in jewelry craftsmanship, had captured his attention.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

His stay at Preagend University extended to three days, and for the entirety of that period, Millie

persistently sought his guidance on her work. At the outset, Louis found himself somewhat irritated. He

disliked disturbances during his downtime.

Additionally, he’d heard rumors that Millie was unattractive, and his own preference leaned toward

beauty.

He presented a condition: he would guide her in exchange for seeing her face.

People were perpetually intrigued by the enigmatic, even if she was indeed unattractive. Louis yearned

to ascertain the truth firsthand.

Millie acquiesced, though stipulating that she would only unveil her face before his departure. His

reaction was one of intense frustration, punctuated by an angry foot stomp. This girl was smart.

Soon enough, regret gnawed at him. He should not have agreed to her terms. The reality he

encountered when she removed her mask was far from the anticipated ugliness.

She was anything but unattractive.

In fact, she eclipsed the renowned and talented Nancy in both design prowess and physical allure.

Guided by the president, Louis ambled across the campus with Millie trailing behind. This was followed

by a communal dinner.

Around the grand round table, university leaders convened. Millie sat rigidly, feeling the weight of the

occasion.

A vacant chair caught Millie’s attention, leaving her to ponder who was yet to arrive. The president was

present, yet this individual remained conspicuously absent. Arrogance seemed to underlie this delay.

A few moments later, dishes were served, and the table was set for dinner.

Apologizing, the president addressed Louis, saying, “A guest is en route. Kindly bear with us

momentarily.”