"Aspen's a proud woman who thinks highly of herself. You're dead meat for daring to violate her," Andrew remarked casually, killing time while waiting for Francesca.

Rodney sneered. "If that woman doesn't know her place and dares to cause trouble again. I'll do more than just touch her next time."

Andrew delivered another slap, not too hard, but enough to make Rodney stumble forward.

"Andrew, stop hitting me! I'm warning you—don't push your luck!" Rodney shouted, his anger masking his fear.

If it had been anyone else, he would have already drawn blood.

Andrew did not even spare him a glance. "Watch your language when you talk to me. Honestly, you're lucky I don't hate you as much as Harvey or Michael—those idiots who never learn from their mistakes."

Rodney scoffed, his anger barely contained. "Don't think I've forgotten how you trashed our academy's reputation. We haven't even settled that score yet!"

Andrew grinned casually. "Feel free to settle it anytime. I'll be her