CHAPTER 108: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT: MEETING AGAIN

Christy’s POV

I don’t know why he suddenly came to the school and I didn’t want to talk about it either.

"Let’s go, just ignore him if you see" Mira said to me and I nodded.

Ashton and Dexter seemed to have noticed my mood and were giving me inquisitive glances but I didn’t want to talk about it so I immediately grabbed my bag and walked out.

But I guess that no matter how we try to avoid certain things, they always happen.

As soon as I stepped out of the classroom, Mira and the others caught up and we were heading for the cafeteria.

"Christy, can you spare a few minutes" Sir Sebastian’s voice came from a corner and he seemed to be having a conversation with someone.

I didn’t see anything wrong, so I told Mira and the others to wait for me as I hurried to where he was standing.

By the time I realized who he was talking to, it was already too late for me to make up an excuse.

"Thank you, I need your help with something" He said with a smile.

"This is Mr Black, he just donated a lot of premium equipment to our department and also paid for a daily supply of fresh ingredients.

I wanted to give him a tour of the school but I have another class starting in a few minutes, so I was wondering if you could help me with showing him around" Sir Sebastian said with a polite smile.

He looked at Kendrick with eyes full of excitement and praises.

Kendrick didn’t say anything and just kept staring at me, I also did everything in my power to avoid looking at him.

"Sir, I am very sorry but I can’t help you. I think Ashton would be more suitable for the job as he has a good knowledge and understanding of how the department works and some good locations to visit on campus.

Today is my third day in this school and I barely know anywhere" I declined politely while also giving him a better suggestion. That way, no one is offended.

"Oh, I am sorry dear, I totally forgot that you are new here" he said with an apologetic smile.

"Ashton, please can you come over?" he immediately called him.

Ashton came over and Sir Sebastian repeated what he told me earlier. He had no issue with giving Kendrick a tour, so he agreed without any hesitation.

"Thank you, I am counting on you" Sir Sebastian said before hurrying away.

"I will meet you in the cafeteria when I am done" Ashton said to me with a smile while gently arranging my hair.

I felt a cold gaze on me and I instinctively looked up. My eyes met Kendrick’s cold ones and his eyes were focused on Ashton’s hand.

"Can you take my bag with you?" Ashton said as he handed me his bag.

"Okay, what do you want to eat? So I can order it before you come" I asked him after collecting the bag.

We completely ignored Kendrick and his clenched fists on his sides told me that he wasn’t as cool as he pretends to be.

I felt kind of happy seeing him like this, at least I wasn’t the only one suffering.

"I will have anything you order," Ashton said with a smile.

I knew he was acting all touchy on purpose because he wants to annoy Kendrick.

I told him everything about my life since we separated and he has a strong anger and dislike for him.

"Why are you touching and smiling with my babe?" Dexter’s voice suddenly came from behind us and we turned to see him slowly walking over.

Kendrick’s eyes were on me, probably hoping for me to deny being his babe but I chose to be quiet.

"Miss Lancaster sure has a lot of admirers," Kendrick said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

" She is beautiful, so it’s natural for her to be admired," Dexter replied before holding my hand.

"Let’s go," he said. We walked back to where Mira and Celine were waiting for us.

I didn’t look back to see Kendrick’s reaction and I definitely didn’t want to see his reaction.

I don’t want to even think of him but now that he suddenly appeared in front of me, I couldn’t explain how I felt.

"Are you okay?" Mira asked worriedly and I nodded before walking towards the cafeteria.

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Kendrick’s POV

I just wanted to see how she was doing, so I made donations to her department. She wouldn’t think too much if I was visiting as a donor.

I specifically asked her head of department to tell her to give me a tour around the school but she cleverly declined.

Then some tattooed brat is calling her babe and holding her hand.

It took every ounce of self control in me not to punch the smug smile on the brats face off.

"Mr Black, are you ready to begin the tour?" the second brat asked me with a smile.

"Mr Michaelson, let’s go" I replied to him with a smile as well.

His expression quickly changed and he looked at me with an angry gaze.

"It’s Coleman, not Michaelson" he corrected through gritted teeth.

"You quite an interesting person, others would kill to be addressed as a Michaelson but here you are, rejecting it like it is a curse" I said calmly before gesturing for him to lead the way.

He immediately walked out of the departmental building and headed for the recreation area that was covered by trees.

"I remember that you had once taken a course here and also done some research during your days in the university. So I really don’t understand why you need someone to give you a tour.

It’s either you are just being unreasonable or you are starting to forget things due to old age" he said with a smile.

I was quite impressed by his bravery to say such a thing to my face.

"You should stay away from Christy, I don’t like repeating myself and everyone knows that The Lancaster family and the Michaelsons do not get along" I warned him with a serious tone.

"I can say the same for you, the Lancaster and Blacks also don’t get along" he said with an equally serious expression.

"I will have a talk with Madam Michaelson with regards to your manners" I said with a frown.

"Do whatever you want but stay away from Christy" he warned and I found it quite amusing.

"The last person that gave me a warning is still missing" I threatened while trying to hold back my anger.

"She isn’t even twenty one yet, aren’t you ashamed of yourself. You have such a huge age gap between you. If you were in some countries, you would be called a pedophile" he said with a disgusted expression.

His expression finally made me lose my cool. How dare he look at me with disgust.

"Boss, we have to go now" Evan’s voice came from behind me.

He must have noticed that I was angry and hurried over before anything happened.

I immediately turned around and walked to the car, as I felt a strong urge to give this brat a few punches.

How dare he call me old and a pedophile!