When Eric heard that Nathan Davis was one of Crystal's teachers, his face turned red from anger. He grabbed his necklace and gripped the pendant so hard that the veins on the back of his hand bulged. ��That's... impossible,�� Eric murmured.
��Why is it impossible?�� Antony asked. ��It's true. Why anyone would want to be a substitute professor at a university when they don't need to be, though, is beyond me. God knows what Nathan thought when he accepted the position.��
��Why need to know why anyone does anything?�� Antony shrugged. ��Anyway,�� he said, ��do you still want me to contact the headmaster?��
Eric scowled. ��Don't be dumb!�� he shouted. ��If my brothers know that I was sitting in on Nathan Davis's classes, my reputation would never recover!�� There was a moment of awkward silence between them, and then Eric said, ��Bring me a selection of the latest men's wear.��