RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 223: Latest

They say that in the process of teaching others, you also teach yourself and understand things better.

Though I already knew everything she was saying, I kept my mouth shut and paid attention to every word leaving Sade's mouth.

Since she was being honest about helping me, I figured I might as well let her help herself.

Not to arouse any suspicion or invite questions I didn't want to answer, I asked questions in tricky areas, amused when Sade lit up in these moments.

Minutes went by, and I was left to my own devices, and then at a point, both I and my body were tired.

Grrrrrrrrrr!

The cry from my belly drew Sade's attention, and she turned to me, surprised.

"Hungry already?"

"I only had cereal before coming."

"Even so, it's still too early."

Hearing her, I raised my brows, and she hurriedly checked her phone.

"Oh, my bad. It's already 9:42. Let's get you something to eat before we head to class."

"That's nice, but aren't you worried about whether I've learnt enough?"

Folding the page in her book to mark it, Sade gave me a deadpan look.

"I hate men who gloat."

"Do you know I have a big dick?"

"The universe has to be put on trial for wasting such a valuable brain on you."

"That's cold," I said, holding my chest in mock play.

"Don't die close to me," Sade said with a snort.

Leaving the library, we had breakfast at the cafeteria and then headed to class where I received numerous looks. It was a reminder that I was still some sort of public figure.

Taking my usual seat at the back of the class, I was surprised when Sade wished me luck before continuing forward, sticking to her usual position.

"Wow. I guess all I had to do was disappear and make her miss me."

Ten minutes before time, the lecturer stepped into the class, but it wasn't the strict, female intellectual I had been expecting.

A tall, slim man with glasses walked in with familiarity, a smile on his face as he greeted the class and, without introduction, began sharing question scripts.

"Seems this isn't his first time coming. But where is Dr. Rachel?"

Within seconds, everyone went silent, and in minutes, we were all looking down at our desks and answering questions.

The test lasted for over an hour, and when it was over, the class similarly ended. I remained seated, staring at the front of the class where Sade was being flocked by a number of students.

"Man, where did you go?" a boisterous voice suddenly sounded, an idiot stopping beside my desk.

"I heard the police took you in on drug charges. Guess you gave up enough money to save yourself from prison. Did you save your butt though?"

"Who says I went to prison?" I looked at James.

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Sure, the guy had a lot of places he needed to work on, but I didn't consider him stupid enough to start up rumors.

"The secret's already out, Marcus, no need to hide it."

"James!"

A sharp call came from behind. The narrowed eyes of a lioness focused on the man, making him shiver. He hurriedly whispered to me with a smirk,

"By the way, in case Sade didn't tell you, you've been impeached and called up by the student union."

Watching him walk away, I wondered if he had been dropped on his head as a baby, then looked back to Sade and the rest of the class who were now looking at me.

"Explains the earlier stares."

It took Sade a while, but when she was done, she headed straight for me.

Taking note of her movement, I followed the way her hips swayed in her jeans, especially loving the full display of her long legs.

"Hey," Sade said, sitting beside me.

"Hey," I said, turning to her slightly scrunched face.

"How was the test?"

"Is that a question?" I replied, getting a smile out of her.

Though I had faced some difficulties, answers had poured straight into my head.

"That's good."

"Last night, you said you wanted to update me on the happenings in the school. Is James' little stunt a part of it?"

"Yeah." Sade ran her hand through her hair.

"Three significant things happened during your absence.

The first is that talks of you being a drug lord began circulating through the department and then the faculty.

People have been watching the upgrade to your life. I guess someone came up with their own theory.

To my knowledge, the rumour hasn't gotten to the rest of the school, but it's reached the ears of the lecturers enough for you to be looked at with more scrutiny.

You have nice hands."

I had been tapping my fingers on the table while Sade spoke, and at some point, the woman placed her palms over mine and began rubbing them.

"Thanks."

Flipping my hand over and tracing her finger over my palms, she continued like her actions were perfectly normal.

"Second is that Margaret Rath, one of the students in our faculty, was murdered. It happened just three days after you disappeared."

For the rumors concerning me, Sade had been relaxed and unbothered, but as she spoke about this death, her playful hands went weak, and her tone grew somber.

"What happened?"

"Her head was slammed into a wall, the impact cracking her skull and killing her instantly.

A heavy investigation was launched into it, but other than knowing that it was done by a really strong individual, the police have been unable to find any suspects, and neither are there any witnesses.

The news shocked the school and kept people scared. She wasn't raped or mugged—just plainly killed.

Rumors of a serial killer began spreading, but with no other incident, that thought has died down and a lot of the scare has faded.

It's still advisable to be cautious though."

"And you say she's from our faculty?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any idea if there's another Margaret in our faculty?"

"No, why?"

"I believe I know the woman," I shrugged.

"I see," Sade said, pressing her hand down on mine and entwining our fingers.