The Secret Life of Being My Professor's Maid
“W- What can we do for you, Sir? Did my Era do anything?”
Dad handed him a glass of cold water. Mom was just leaning against the table. My parents began to exchange glances as Sir Mik drinks their offer because they were already thinking something. They're having a telepathic discussion. I exhaled a sigh. God, this is such a nuisance for me.
“Is she being suspended, Sir? Or getting expelled?!”
I let out a sigh as I locked my gaze on Mom. She's overreacting already!
"No, no, no! In fact, she is the president of their block. Era is responsible from every angle, after all."
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