Incredible Michael Ventura

A merited Slap

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Once Michael was escorted out of the office, the administrators inside the vice dean's office, Richard, Elaine, and George began to exchange amused glances. They couldn't believe that someone like Michael had the audacity to challenge their authority.

"Did you see the look on his face?" the vice dean chuckled, shaking his head. "He actually thinks he can intimidate us."

"Can you believe the audacity of that young man?" Richard said, his voice filled with disdain. He was a stout man in his late fifties, with thinning hair and a perpetual frown on his face.

Elaine, a woman of around the same age with sharp features and piercing eyes, chuckled. "A clown indeed. Threatening us with his father's connections. As if we should be scared."

George, a tall, lean man with graying hair, joined in the laughter. "Look at him, thinking he can save his friend from his own mistakes. It's almost pitiful."

The woman smirked, leaning back in her chair. "It's quite entertaining, isn't it? These emotiona