Chapter 927: Guess I'll Have to Offend the Showyer Family

The young man wasn't much older than Celeste Lowe. He wore expensive clothes, carried himself like he owned the place, and his looks weren't bad either. Anger twisted his face into something almost frightening. His eyes were vicious as he clamped a hand around Celeste's arm and barked questions at her, refusing to let go. Two men hovered behind him, both close to thirty. They didn't look like students at all. They looked more like the kind of entourage a rich family's heir brought along, a pair...