Chapter Eighteen

ERWIN

"So may I know what my uncle dearest is doing here?" I fold my arms over the table.

"Well, I just wanted to have a small chat with you," Jean smiles but his eyes are saying otherwise, "since I could get to talk to you last night that much."

"Hmm," I purse my lips, "then you didn't pick a good time to do so. I missed my class for you."

Earlier when I saw him, weaving at me I quickly sent John back inside. I don't want the devil to lay his eyes on something precious to me. He will end up corrupting them. Just like I do. So, I took Jean to a nearby café to listen to what he had to say.

"But Erwin I don't think it will cause you any problem at all." Jean goes on leisurely as he leans back on his chair, making himself comfortable.

"If I keep missing my attendance, then they will not let me graduate." I point it out to him.