Harlan was only surprised for a moment before he dashed out, after Elizabeth. He found her on the way to the lecture room and grabbed her by the wrist forcing her to a stop."What was that?" He demanded angrily."What was what?" Elizabeth asked quietly, wondering why Harlan looked like a defeated soccer player."What did you do there?" "I saved your face.""Did I send you to do that? Can't you tell when not to interfere in someone's business? Why did you choose to poke nose into my affair?" Harlan asked furiously.Elizabeth was too surprised to be angry, she just folded her arm and continued staring at Harlan."I could have helped myself out in a grand style if you hadn't interfered!" He yelled."And, don't think because you know who I am you can try to treat me like you know everything about me," Harlan warned."I am sorry about that," Elizabeth p

Harlan decided to skip the class as going back to the lecture room was not going to do him any more good. He would not even be able to concentrate if he went back there. He decided to test a few of the cards that Mr Smith... Hmmm... His father had given him."Harlan...!" He heard someone shout. He turned in the direction of the voice and saw Elizabeth walking toward him. At first, he wanted to frown at her before ignoring her completely but he realized that at least she had helped him the other time. If she had not intervened,  Elizabeth's Father would have known who he was. So instead of frowning, he stopped walking and waited for Elizabeth to get nearer.Although Harlan had noticed some people walking behind Elizabeth, he didn't know they were coming with Elizabeth until they drew nearer and they were still coming with her."I tried looking for you in class but were not there," Elizabeth said softly

Harlan took a deep breath after the call had ended. He dialed Jack's number, who answered the call almost immediately."Check out one of the best schools two cities away from here and prepare a transfer letter for five guys. I would send you their name later," Harlan said as he strolled out of the campus. "Okay, Sir. I see you are going out already. Should I drive toward you?" Jack asked at the other end."No. I will call you when I am ready to go home.""I get that Sir," Jack said at the other end.Harlan decided to get a few clothes to see if people would stop looking down on him if he goes to some important outing like he had to the day before.He navigated to the browser on his phone and searched for the best place to get clothes. A lot of them fascinated him because of the ways each mall was advertised in a unique way. He finally decided to go to the one that interested him most.

Mr Smith yawned and rubbed his eyes, closing them for a moment before opening them again. He sent the last order to his personal assistant and swirled the chair he was sitting on around.He felt as if his brain was going to shut down all activities soon. Used to that feeling already, Mr Smith rubbed his eyes again. He had dark circles around his eyes for not having had enough sleep throughout the week.He turned to one of the laptops on the table and punched in a few commands on it. His brain that felt as though it was going to shut down soon became alert as he watched his son. Mr Smith had been unable to watch the several videos of Harlan that had been sent to him during the week because of his tight schedule. He soon watched it to the scene where Harlan had gone to the meeting and almost fell because he took a sip of vodka. Mr Smith didn't know when he started laughing. He couldn't imagine that someone existed who couldn't handle his drinks well. He replayed the scene several times