Chapter 53 Nightmare (Part One)

"Woman, don't tell me you're shy." Jacob approached her slowly and wore a mocking smile.

"Let me tell you. I'm not shy!" She shrank so much that only her head was exposed outside the quilt.

"Really?"

"Yeah, yeah..." She nodded her head desperately.

"In fact, you look quite cute when you're shy!"

Ah? God, how could Jacob praise me? She was really going to faint!

Seeing that Era was hiding in the blanket like a little mole and wriggling her body, Jacob laughed in a
low voice and stretched out his hand to ruffle her soft hair.

He had never been so happy.

In the past decades, every morning when he woke up, he was confused and indifferent, but now he
was very happy.

He didn't know how long such happiness would last, but he knew that finding her and keeping her was
the most right thing he had done in his life!

After having breakfast, Era came to Elton because of class. It doesn't matter if she doesn't listen to this
class. However, after what happened this morning, she didn't know how to get along with Jacob. So
she wanted to avoid him.

"Angie, where were you last night?" Allie asked with a mysterious look on her face as soon as she sat
down next to Era.



"No, I'm just not feeling well." Turning the pages of her book, Era prayed that the professor who was
giving a lesson today would come as soon as possible.

"What are you talking about? Tell me. Did you date that handsome guy yesterday?"

"By the way, Allie, I want to borrow your yesterday's notes." Not wanting to discuss that topic, Era tried
to interrupt her.

"Hey, don't try to deceive me. I..."

"Well, everybody, stop talking. Let's call the roll now." A fat professor, who was about 50 years old, put
down the teacup and began to register the documents on the desk.

"Daria Jin."

"Here I am."

"Brown He."

"Here I am."

Era sighed with relief. 'Allie is great, but she always has many questions.'

"Everybody, I want to ask you a few questions before the class begin. The first one is the classical
literature and the western literary literature. Do you think..."

After the roll call, the fat professor pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

Bang! The door was pushed open at this time. He turned his head with displeasure and saw two men
standing at the door.

"We're going to find Angie."



"We are having a class now."

"We are police." The older man presented his document and said, "there's a case now. We need the
cooperation of Angie."

The whole classroom was boiling with excitement. All eyes were fixed on Era, who was sitting in the
back seat.

Then Era stood up and walked out of the classroom, her mind blank. The eyes on her back were like
stone. She could hear all the gossip.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"God knows what will happen if she called by police. It must be a crime..."

"Angie?" Outside the classroom, two policemen were expressionless. "Someone said that you robbed
money and injured people. Come with us."

"Sir, this is pure slander, I didn't..."

The younger man coldly raised his hand to stop her. "We will investigate whether he framed you or not.
Now all you need to do is cooperate with our investigation. "

There was a flash of contempt in his eyes. The girl in front of him, with black rimmed glasses, a white
T-shirt, jeans and a ponytail, looked pure. But no one could guarantee that she wouldn't do such a
thing.

Nowadays girls are really depraved, doing anything for money.


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