His Heiress Wife (Retika)

The people who came to Class 8 were acting cautiously because as soon as they entered the class, they were greeted by a cold breeze.

And this unmentionable cold breeze originated from somewhere at the back of the room.

With Lance as the center point and the entire class as a radius, the cold pressure shot out into a straight line and radiated into the entire circle.

No one in the circle was spared.

Even Clifford and the others were shivering in their seats, praying repeatedly in their hearts.

They weren't praying for the Gods to arrive but rather, they were praying for the quick arrival of the big boss, Melody.

At this point, Melody was the only one who was capable of holding back Lance.

As long as Melody appeared, there was still hope for salvation.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder, coming in their direction, everyone's hopes were ignited.

The owner of the footsteps stepped into the classroom.

Unfortunately, when they saw the person who arrived, everyone was disappointed.

It was not Melody, but Luke.

Lance slowly raised his head and instantly saw Luke coming.

Lance's originally cold face turned completely gloomy.

And his darkened face turned in Luke's direction, a pair of dark eyes angrily glared at Luke.

His glare was so intense, it seemed like it could swallow Luke on the spot.

Clifford felt an even more intense atmosphere between the two boys.

Those that were like them and had been implicated in the situation could only cower in a corner without saying anything.

They could feel it.

It was the calm before the storm.

Not that it was calm, to begin with.

The only thing that they could do now was to brainstorm methods on how they could escape their current situation.

In case of a real fight, how were they going to escape to save their lives? Luke walked straight in his seat's direction.

He was about to reach his seat.

When suddenly...

A painful screech sounded.

The chair scraped against the ground as it quickly approached Luke.

foot

side of the chair, each had a slender leg against them, from two

in Class 8

have clapped and cheered for the little

his hands in his trousers and propped up his

stared straight at Lance.His chin was raised and he tilted his head, the arrogance in

tongue was pressed against his inner cheek, making

could not stop themselves from swooning or even drooling as they stared

to practice so

an inexplicable anger in his

he was anxious because he could not find any

bumped against the muzzle

do you think that I am afraid of

over and the storm

to their throats as they watched the great war that was about

part was about to happen, the bell rang and a beautiful figure timely appeared by the door of the classroom, flipping the original tense atmosphere a hundred and eighty degrees

doing?" A cold voice

people who were originally at loggerheads instantly put down their fangs and turn their back against

almost seemed like it happened

in the doorway, her schoolbag in

her sharp piercing eyes that swept

to see Melody's entrance.He immediately said,

eaten breakfast.She was still

what medicine

got up from bed early in the morning to make

cup of hot milk on the table, a charred of supposedly toasted bread, and a plate of omelets

little unsatisfactory, almost barely edible, Melody still ate

upon seeing Melody, Lance, on

was surprisingly

lips were

so tragically sad as if he was

Melody's arrival, the

like they were in a graveyard with

admitted in their hearts that they could not easily accept this change but at

Their lives were safe.

all, the big boss had

dare to cause trouble? Hearing Lance's call, Melody

over.It was not

slutty? Luckily, she had seen most of the world and was able to

calmly walked

earlier was pushed into place by Luke.He respectfully invited Melody to

"Boss, please!"

sat down, her eyes

attention to Lance but his eyes shone like two small bright light bulbs and she found

shook his head at

was

her elbow on her table, propping up her

something