Life at the Top

After ordering Julian to wait for him in the car, Jasper walked Wendy into the campus of Swallow Capital University.

“A prestigious university with more than a century of longstanding history is indeed different,” Jasper remarked as he surveyed the pleasant surroundings and looked at the students, who were either walking by in a rush or strolling along while chatting away happily.

With Wendy walking beside him, the two of them easily attracted everyone’s attention. Anyone who passed by, regardless of age or gender, would glance at Wendy and do a double-take.

Wendy was evidently used to receiving such treatment. She told Jasper, “I’ve been studying here for a few days, and I think that the teachers in my classes are all extremely good. They’ve given me plenty of inspiration. Why don’t you come here and take an MBA to further polish yourself?”

Jasper shook his head and chuckled. “I can’t obtain the knowledge that I need here. Besides, it’s sufficient to have you here. I’d rather not come and waste my time,” he said.

Others polished themselves by obtaining a diploma to show to their bosses. If he obtained a diploma, who would he show it to? Therefore, Jasper had never considered doing such a thing.

Universities only taught students theoretical knowledge. However, you needed to have practical experience in the business world.

most. In reality, it was different if you wanted to be a good boss. None of

finished speaking when a scoff rang out from

many people who dare to speak so boldly in the Swallow Capital University Campus. You said that you can’t obtain the knowledge that you need here? Given your bold words, I wonder which globally renowned university you graduated

around to see two people. A young man and a young

value. Anyone could tell that he was not from an ordinary

woman standing beside the haughty and imposing young man. She exuded a good temperament, and was

her beauty was overshadowed by Wendy’s

Law was the only person that Jasper knew whose aura did not diminish in

turn around, the man voiced out, “Wendy, I offered to walk you to your classes before this, but you didn’t want me to. How did you meet someone like

to trouble you by asking you to walk me to

formed on Ben’s brow once he heard what she said. He fixed an icy gaze upon

Wendy’s pursuers, much akin to him. He had never expected for him to be