CHAPTER 311

Valerie took a deep breath, ready to double down on her attempts to sway the professor. But before she could utter another word, Alaric’s cold voice cut through the air.

“Ms. Harding, please leave.”

Valerie froze, convinced she must have misheard him.

“Pardon?”

Alaric, clearly exasperated, didn’t bother repeating himself. Instead, he raised his voice toward the door.

“Escort this woman out