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C42

Are you trying to excommunicate your only student? I was astonished at my father's shocking remarks. I didn't think you'd end things up with a disciple you care about because of me.

"That's what I wanted," while Max seemed indifferent. As if he had already predicted my father's reaction. Watching the confrontation between the two, I was confused.

'No, why are you two fighting all of a sudden?'

Moreover, I was confused because I didn't expect such a development. Then, Max stared at me.

"Let's go, Juvellian." He seems to be absorbed in his acting. I realized what he was doing now by looking at the entrance that was getting closer.

'Yes, this is a situation where you're leaving... the escape of love, right?'

The escape of love is good, but the problem is that the man who's going to flee with me now is a homeless man with no money.

Originally, only I intended to show my father I'm dating, so that he would give up on marrying me to the Crown Prince. But now that my father has shown such refusal, I have decided to admit that my plans have gone wrong.

Of course, I thought of running away, but that was only in the worst case scenario. My goal was to inherit my father's fortune and become a rich unemployed woman. Furthermore, if we go straight out like this, I won't be able to bring my valuables, and my father would soon catch me.

"Wait, I..." I was trying to stop Max.

"Stop," I was stunned by the cold voice that came out as a warning.

'Oh, you must be angry.'

Then came the cold voice of my father again.

"I said stop." I had a hunch. If we don't stop right now, the consequences would be hard to deal with.

"Max, please, wait a minute..."

As soon as I was about to stop Max, his lips moved first.

"Don't order me." The cold voice from Max hardened my face.

'But it's not true.'

No matter how stark a relationship is, it was my father. It won't feel good to see someone being rude to him. I turned to Max and felt resentful, looking into the frozen eyes of my father ex-apprentice.

'You'll be in big trouble.'

My father's called Max, who was leaving without looking back.

"Father!" Then the sad eyes, which were looking at Max, turned toward me.

"I'll take care of it."

'Please trust me this time.'

I couldn't say anything because I was being carried by Max, but I stared at my father with earnest eyes and after a sigh he let us pass.

Max passed by father triumphantly, whether he thought I had been on his side. We left the reception room and arrived in a quiet corridor without people. I then held Max's collar.

"Max, please put me down, I have something to say." He frowned, repulsively, but I said calmly, staring into his eyes. "Come on, it's a very important story."

Soon after, my feet touched the ground.

"So what do you want to say?" At the hard question, I stared at Max and opened my mouth.

"Thank you for being angry for me. But what you just said to my father was too much." His beautiful face crumpled as soon as I finished speaking.

"I've helped you..."