They all call me master.

Chapter 903 Parade VII

Before eight o'clock, St. Joan of Arc College was already crowded with people.

Not only students and their parents, but also some middle-class people who heard the news joined in - by donating.

A few are 5 or 10 strings.

The more you buy, the more like 30 or 50 ropes.

They are usually timid and cowardly, but at this critical moment, they also show their courage.

Courage cannot be measured in money.

But it costs money to afford courage's medical expenses.

Anna knew this well.

Therefore, she asked Ms. Dingle, the principal of St. Joan of Arc College, to cooperate. After communicating with her "boss" Cassandra, this lady became very cooperative.

Not only did he come out to raise funds, but he also did so with a sincere attitude.

"What a professional!"

Anna, who was standing behind the lady, sighed silently.

As the security guard of the college, she had the responsibility to protect the dean of her college at times like this, so it didn't seem out of place for her to stand there.

She watched each donor as they arrived.

She watched as Ms. Dingle expressed her sincere thanks each time.

I couldn't help but sigh once again at this lady's deception.

He was dressed in a simple black robe, his face was full of kindness, and his eyes showed the love and care of an elder.

Anyone who looks into his eyes will never think about what the other person has done.

At least, Ariel who was recording and the four female students Renee, Donna, Qiao Lili and Junice who were helping nearby had no way of knowing that their respected dean had once been a pimp.

At least two female students also died in the accident.

"Thank you for your generosity."

When she received another donation, Ms. Dingle thanked her and temporarily handed the donation box to Ariel who was recording it, and looked at Anna beside her.

Ms. Dingle, who is already sixty years old, has a cloudy look in her eyes.

But there are more cautions and temptations that young people do not have.

She looked at Anna.

"let's talk."

The dean of the college said.

"Ok."

Anna agreed immediately, but she had doubts in her heart - their 'boss', Cassandra, should have talked to the other party before.

Why do we have to talk again?
And, talk to her?

What does this old woman want to do?
Anna grumbled in her heart.

As for respect?

To Anna, the other party's actions were not worthy of her respect.

The two walked to a corner not far from the donation box.

“Am I the scapegoat?”

Dean Dingle asked.

"Of course not. There is no scapegoat in this operation. All we have is an oath of justice."

Anna said righteously.

Dean Dingle rubbed his eyes and sighed slightly.

"Some things, as long as you live long enough, you can learn them without a teacher - I have been the principal of 'Saint Joan of Arc College' for thirty years.

I compromised and backed off.

Then, the college became the back garden of the children of the nobility.

even……

Not as good as those lap dancing clubs.

You know, what they call me?

Madam.

Oh, old procuress."

Dean Dingle sneered.

Aren't you?

Anna almost rolled her eyes.

She had investigated St. Joan of Arc College before coming here. The reason why it became what it is now is closely related to the dean in front of her.

Some disgusting activities were also organized by this dean.

Ms. Dingle looked at Anna, as if she had guessed what Anna wanted to say in her heart.

“I was forced to do it.

I don't want to either.

If I want to keep St. Joan of Arc College alive, I have to give up some things.

I also know the meaning of 'holy'."

Ah, yes, yes!

Anna was almost too lazy to complain.

She had seen too many people like this.

Before doing something, you must find enough excuses for yourself, and then find a more appropriate reason. Even if you are threatened to do it, you still have to act upright.

Just like now——

"Your son and grandson were kidnapped, right?"

Anna asked softly.

Ms. Dingle shuddered.

Silence is the best answer.

Looking at Ms. Dingle's expression, Anna sighed and patted the lady's shoulder vigorously.

"Do not worry!

We will ensure their safety.

Just like we keep you safe.

You just need to do what our boss says."

When Anna mentioned Cassandra, it was a little difficult to pronounce at first, but now she is used to calling her "Boss".

So, habit is really a terrible force.

It was precisely because of habit that Anna would not believe that Ms. Dingle in front of her would suddenly come to her senses.

That is impossible.

As for kidnapping the other party’s son or grandson?
In order for the plan to proceed normally.

If it were her, she would do the same.

For this, she silently gave a thumbs up to her boss.

Seeing that Ms. Dingle still looked hesitant after receiving the guarantee, Anna immediately said softly -

“After this time, you can retire.

Then, we will give you a retirement fund.

such as……

One tenth of the funds raised.”

Anna did not reveal the total amount raised.

Not even half of it.

Because it's too fake.

No one will give so much.

One tenth is already a very good number.

That's a pretty good amount of money.

After Ms. Dingle calculated silently, her slightly cloudy eyes lit up.

"Please leave it to me!"

The other party said this and walked back to the donation box.

There, she treated every donor with an even more enthusiastic attitude than before - this money had nothing to do with her before.

Now?

But they are closely related.

This is her money.

Fundraising is ongoing.

The flags that were rushed out overnight were also handed over to the students one by one.

It was exactly 9:50 when the huge banner was put up.

Fairness and justice!
Looking at the words written on the banner, Ms. Dingle curled her lips secretly.

'You have no idea what the world is like.

There is no fairness or justice in this world.

All they have is to go with the flow and their own interests.'

Although she thought so in her heart, Ms. Dingle would not say it out loud.

She walked up to the students with her usual kind smile on her face.

“Ms. Joan of Arc taught us to fight.

It also taught us not to give up.

I see His Majesty's successors marching on His Majesty's path.

For this, I feel honored.

I am willing to go with you.”

Ms. Dingle's words were naturally very inflammatory to the young students. As the last sentence fell, Amy in the crowd waved her fist and shouted -

"set off!"

"For fairness and justice!"

"For fairness and justice!"

Students and parents poured out of the school.

Outside, the police, guards and secret detectives who had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded the students and parents.

The two sides faced each other.

The atmosphere became tense instantly.

Then--

Whoosh!
(End of this chapter)