70. Bad-Mouthing

The anonymous video confessions about Florent trended in Paris and even on French news sites.

Stomping his way to the dean’s office, Florent didn’t bother to knock. “What’s the meaning of this?”

A paper was in his hand. The letters there said he was no longer a student at this university.

A pretty woman in a grey suit rose to her feet. She met Florent’s eyes and stated in a stern voice, “You have studied here for the last three years. The least you can learn is how to read.”

“I know how to fucking read, you bitch!”

“Careful with your mouth, Crowne. The walls in this office are thin.”

“Yeah, of course I know that. You’re the one who said that whenever I came here, remember?”

The dean’s face darkened, “I said watch your mouth.”

“Or what, you’ll kiss me? Just like how you did it last week?” Florent taunted.

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