Bab 196: Chapter 196 Exile

While the frenzy of the impromptu signing event consumed the campus, Ross saw an opportunity to slip away unnoticed.

Amid the chaos, he made his way to Room 207—a secluded space he had claimed as his private haven, a sanctuary where he indulged in his more personal pursuits.

The room was nicely lit, its heavy curtains drawn to block out any prying eyes. The faint scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air, mingling with the faint hum of the air conditioner.

Students had it easy these days.

Ross lounged on a plush armchair, exuding an air of casual dominance as he waited.

Only thirty minutes had passed when he heard it—soft, hesitant knocks against the door.

"Come in, it's open," Ross called out, his voice smooth and calm.

But the door didn't move. Seconds ticked by in silence, the hesitation palpable.

Whoever was outside seemed to wrestle with their decision, weighing the risks against whatever had compelled them to come.