Chapter 997

Landon shot the counselor a sharp glare and was just about to speak when a knock sounded at the office door. All three people inside turned toward the entrance—where Hazel stood, dressed in a plain black T-shirt and jeans. Her bare face, free from any trace of makeup, held a calm, youthful glow—effortlessly radiant. "Professor Damien, you asked to see me?" Hazel addressed the counselor politely, her voice clear and steady. Landon’s gaze swept over her from head to toe, his brows quickly knitting into a frown. “You’re Hazel?” “Yes.” His voice turned cold. “After your fourth-period class this morning, did you assault Victoria and her friends near the grove by the North Gate?” “I did,” Hazel said, nodding without hesitation, her expression unreadable. Landon let out a scornful snort. “At least you admit it. Students like you—those who go overseas just to pretty up a résumé, scrape into Jing University on subpar scores, with no real talent and even worse character—don’t belong here. “Sign