Chapter 622

The outburst of tears seemed to soften Old Man Garcia's anger, his eyes glazing over with a hint of nostalgia. "Alright, get up. Go home and keep Maggie in check, or she'll end up corrupting Baylor too." "Yes, yes! Don't worry, Dad. I'll make sure to discipline that wretched woman properly when I get back." Jude let out a long sigh of relief as he sensed the old man's tone easing. Just as he was about to rise, that ethereal female voice rang out again—though to Jude, its sweet, melodious tone now sounded like the devil's whisper. "Director Garcia, I'm curious. If your wife was the one who wanted me dead, then was it also Comrade Maggie who blocked my family from coming to the capital? Who pulled strings to keep me out of Noble University? Why would she go to such lengths to stop me?" Jude's face twisted again. If he could, he would have lunged at Willow right then and there, smacking her mouth shut so she could never speak another word. He forced a dry chuckle. "Kirk... Miss Kirk, I ha