Chapter 46

OLIVIA

This woman, whose name was Rose Josephine, stared at me intently. Her perfectly plucked eyebrows were raised and her lips curled up in a smirk. Her entire aura seemed to radiate fierceness, angst, and sophistication. The fact that she pretended to be our professor pissed me off, but soon enough, after her identity was revealed, all I felt was curiosity about her.

She looked at me as if I was a thorn in her favorite flower.

"How did you know my name?" I asked. My brows wrinkled as I stared back at her.

She chuckled a bit and then looked down at my chest. I followed her gaze and realized that she was looking at my identification card.

"It's indicated on your ID card, Missy." She sat on my desk, and it made me frown. I leaned my back against the backrest of my seat and looked at her. "Maxwell. Did you know that your last name is very well known? I can't help but assume that you are somehow related to Chase Maxwell, the famous, gorgeous, and enigmatic young billionaire," she added, her tone sounding very curious about me.

Our classmates were all silent. They only watched us from their seats. This woman seemed to be leading the entire class. No one was trying to go against her will. Even though she had already pretended to be the class professor to scare the shit out of me and Mia, no one dared to call her out.

But she mentioned Chase's name, and that made me more drawn to her. The way she talked, it gave me the impression that she was not aware that I was Chase's wife. It was kind of odd, though. I assumed that most people were already aware of my status as his wife.

Was this woman not watching the news or reading news articles?

"Actually, I am Chase Maxwell's wife…" I said, mustering all the courage to let her know of my identity, even though I knew it was not even necessary for me to introduce myself as Chase's wife, as my goal was to create my own identity here at this university.

I noticed how her eyes widened in disbelief. All of a sudden, her expression changed. She was completely speechless as she stared at me. I held my breath when she leaned forward to have a closer look at me.

"Are you kidding me?" she inquired. She fought some kind of emotion that wanted to come out of her, but then she was unable to do so. She burst into laughter.

She stood up as she shook her head. Her eyes looked around as if she was trying to get our classmates' attention and see who laughed at my statement.

"I am not really watching the news, I apologize!" she added. "But I am curious how the hell Chase settled with a woman like you in the first place. What happened that led him to marry you?"

I gasped. I could not believe I just heard those words from her. What was she trying to say?

"I am going to verify whether you are telling the truth or not. But regardless, I just find it ridiculous!" She shook her head, crossing her arms against her chest. "Reese Jones... So you were that woman who left him days before the wedding? Your disappearance was reported in the media."

My chest tightened upon hearing all those things she stated. I was unable to react. All I did was to remain still in my place. I wanted to defend myself, but I did not have the slightest idea how. I could not speak for the real Reese Jones when it came to that unwanted event that happened in the past. Only she could tell the reason why she abandoned Chase before their supposed wedding.

God was the only one who knew what happened to her, and I was certain that it had nothing to do with my current situation. Everyone has moved on already! And this woman, who came out of nowhere, suddenly brought it up as if it was a good topic to laugh at. She spoke so highly of herself!

She did not even have a great deal of familiarity with Reese Jones. Despite the fact that I had no personal knowledge of Reese Jones, one thing was certain: Chase was madly in love with her, and no one had the right to judge her except him.

"You are bringing up the past that has been long forgotten, Missy. What really counts right now is the fact that Chase is sincerely in love with me, his one and only wife. And to tell you what? My husband and I, as well as our families, have moved on from that controversy you mentioned." I offered her a sweet fake smile. "I am curious as to why you brought it up in the first place. Do you like my husband?"

Her expression instantly radiated anger. I smirked inwardly. So, she humiliated me because she had a thing for my husband?

"I am sorry, but whatever you do or say, you cannot have him because he is already married to me. We got married because we love each other. The charismatic young billionaire you are referring to is mine, Josephine Rose." I said to piss her more. "By the way, you look so intelligent and successful in your field of business, but I was disappointed to see your rotten behavior on the first day of class. Isn't this university supposed to admit students with outstanding business and personalities?"

She looked at me as if she wanted to tear my flesh apart. I offered her a sarcastic smile before I rolled my eyes. She was wrong to try to bitch at me. I may not have a single idea about Reese Jones, but I could always showcase the bitchiness of Olivia Marie Miller.

Josephine Rose looked very annoyed. I thought she was going to talk back or even initiate a cat fight, but much to my surprise, she stormed toward her seat instead.

"Serves her right." Mia murmured, and then she giggled.

***

After the first class, most of my classmates praised me for standing up against Rose Josephine. I really thought she was kind of leading the class, but apparently, she was some sort of bully who made fun of every new student in the class.

"You did a great job, Maxwell. That is something I did not anticipate." Someone tapped me on my shoulder as he said those words. When I took a quick look by checking over my shoulder, it was that blonde man. He smirked at me.

My eyes narrowed as I looked at him. For some unknown reason, he looked amused. I did not respond to him as I could not find the will to interact with someone like him. His entire aura screamed trouble and I hated to associate myself with it.

He grinned more when I did not react. He simply walked past me and Mia, and all I did was follow him with my own gaze as he walked out of the room.

"Who is he?" I asked Mia, though I was not that curious about him.

I guess I needed to know who he was so I could distance myself from him whenever I heard his name or felt his presence.

"Oh, that man?" Mia adjusted her eyeglasses. "You have to be so cautious with that man, Reese. He is the notorious casanova of this school. Believe me, he aced the art of breaking women's hearts more than passing the majors. He is that cruel."

"I see. I don't like the way he stares at me."

Mia looked around, and then she leaned closer to me enough for her to whisper in my ear. "That man is dangerous. He has seduced married women in the past. If I were you, I wouldn't interact with him."

I chuckled a bit. There was no way I would associate myself with that kind of guy. I was already married to the hottest billionaire in town. Admittedly, that blonde guy had attractive features and was quite intriguing. A predator whose prey would not have the strength to run, but rather would fall for his seductive charm.

But that was all.

He could not match Chase's great personality...

"And what is he doing here? Studying or hunting girls?"

That was supposed to be a joke, but Mia started spoon feeding me information about that guy that I was not interested in.

"His family was one of the shareholders of this university for so many years. He runs a company, a chain of hotels and casinos to be exact. He was a famous womanizer in the underground economy. I don't really know why he's studying here, but it doesn't seem like he wants to learn more about how to operate a business because he's clearly good at it. In my opinion, his motivations are simply to have fun and locate some prey." Mia sighed and looked at me warily. "That's why you have to be careful, Reese. It seems to be that you got his attention. Do not ever fall for any of his traps."

I smirked at what Mia said. That man would not be able to play with me. If he thought I was prey he could easily seduce using his charms, he was clearly mistaken. Olivia Marie Miller was not born to have such a weak attitude.

"And what is this notorious man's name?" I asked, raising one eyebrow at Mia.

"Are you getting intrigued by him?" Mia asked, her tone was suspicious.

"Oh, please…" I rolled my eyes and tapped her shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about. I am not going to let my guard down. Besides, I need to know who my enemy is…" I assured her as her expression looked very concerned.

"Charles Brent. That is the name of the casanova you have to stay away from," she uttered softly.

I nodded. She looked around once again, seemingly overly conscious that people might be hearing us talking about Charles Brent. My eyes could not help but narrow when I noticed how her cheeks flushed. She licked and bit her lower lip and cleared her throat. Her body language was too obvious.

"Do you have a thing for Charles Brent, Mia? Are you perhaps attracted to him?" I asked. I didn't mean to sound as if I was teasing her, but my tone came off that way.

She was bewildered, to the point that she nearly fell off her chair. I laughed so hard that she only hit my arm.

"You do like him, I see…"

"Lower your voice, Reese!" she said through her gritted teeth.

"Fine!" I giggled as I shook my head.

***

All four classes went well today. Nothing too serious or nerve wracking had happened. I bet the professors were all trying to keep their cool during the first day and only had us introduce ourselves, set some proper expectations, and discuss the lesson they had to cover for the entire week.

Mia was with me the entire day. I was so happy that we were blockmates. I mean, I was not sure if I could make any friends, and it was a good thing that she approached me.

"See you tomorrow, Reese," she said as she waved her hand at me. Her driver was waiting outside, and she needed to get home quickly because she was going to help her father in their restaurant.

"See you! Take care!"

I sent Mathias a text message, asking him to give me a few minutes. He was already in the parking lot, waiting for me to leave the campus, but I wanted to go to the library and borrow a book that was introduced by one of the professors earlier because I planned to do advanced reading.

I went to the library and noticed that there were only a few students inside. I walked towards the librarian to ask whether the title of the book I needed to borrow was available here. She advised me to go to the left part of the bookshelves, particularly the second to last shelf, as I could find the book there.

"Thank you!" I told the librarian and went to the corner she talked about.

As I walked, I could smell the familiar scent of some limited edition books. The bookshelves that towered over me were filled with brand new books, and I bet the university spent thousands of dollars on all the books sitting here.

I wondered if a book cafe would be a hit with consumers... That kind of business sounded like pure fun!

When I reached the right shelf, my eyes checked each title, trying to find the one I was looking for. As I looked up, I realized that the book I needed to borrow was sitting on the top row of the shelf. I grabbed the ladder and went upstairs to get the book, but I stopped midway when I heard some noises from the other side of the shelf.

"Ohhh… Y-Yes… Oh, my gosh… that's so good…."

It was the soft moan of a woman.

I instantly covered my mouth, realizing what was happening from the other side.

"Hmm… faster… right… oh my god… I am cumming, faster… Charles…"

My eyes widened as I heard a familiar name. I fought the urge to take a peek, but my curiosity overtook me.

At the very corner of the last shelf, I saw a familiar body shape of a man banging a brunette woman. His pants were slightly removed, making his ass visible. Their every thrust was so rough and loud that I could hear their skin clapping in my direction.

"Fuck... Spread your legs wider, honey…" He groaned as he continued assaulting the woman's sex.

"Fill me, Charles… Come on… I am cumming…"

"Holy cow…" I uttered, loud enough for them to hear.

The man immediately looked up and met my gaze.

My cheeks flushed. I moved fast and descended to the ladder, then ran away!

That freakin' Charles Brent just had sex inside the library! What the hell? Didn't he have some kind of decency? Out of all places, he chose to bang a woman in here?!

I ran into the parking lot and when I saw the familiar car and Mathias, who was leaning on the side of it, I called his attention.

"Come on, let's go!" I said, panicking.

"Are you alright, Madame?" he asked worriedly.

I hopped inside the passenger's seat and clutched my chest.

"Madame?" Mathias called me once again.

"I'm fine! Let's go, please," I said and palmed my face.

Fuck… What the hell did I just witness there?