"Don't act as if this is all because of the failure of your love life! It's because your love life is sh*t that we are caught in such a disaster!"

"Sh*t! Your view about love is pure sh*t! If you truly love Florencia, you wouldn't have hurt her again and again! You are as filthy and ugly as sh*t!"

By then Lucien reached Fernando's library on the thirty-third floor of the tower, he could still hear his teacher's astounding roars. Oliver, on the other hand, kept his body on one side and dared not face the Lord of Storm at all, as miserable as a small boat in a huge storm.

"Master, what happened?" Lucien tried divination while he was on the lift, only to no avail.

It was then that Fernando held back his flying saliva. "This ass*ole whose head has been filled up with libidos and s*it forgot to hide your paper after he read it! He led Douglas into his library just like that!"

His head humming, Lucien asked in shock and concern, "Is Mr. President alright?"

"He's fine. Douglas' head did