The Revenger's System

65. You Can Blackmail Me No More

A tattooed blond model and talented art student glared at each of his classmates, but the university's dean approached him then.

"Florent Crowne," the mightiest and prettiest woman in the room said, "Meet me in my office. Now."

However, right then, his phone rang as a notification appeared on his screen. Henry's assistant. A new photoshoot, maybe?

Florent took the call.

'Mr. Bloeu wants to see you. He said he'll fire you if you don't come to the office in thirty minutes.

Ah, fuck. What do they want now?

Glancing once at the pretty woman holding the dean position at this university, Florent decided it wasn't the time to deal with her. He brushed her off, stormed out of the class, and strode into the parking lot.

He had to get to his agency office now. While he had to deal with what was posted on the university's web, his work was in the way. If Henry wasn't his boss, he'd disregard him, too. But now, his work was more important than the pretty dean's order. Besides, things didn't