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Lillian wiped her brow. "What?" She exclaimed, "The conceptual framework of your thesis is due tomorrow? Are you even done with your RLL? What about your questions."

Apparently the instructors were running out of paperworks to run by her students and now they were going to rush this. Lillian knew this was a vendetta against her. She knew their jealousy were eating them alive and they hated her for it. For being the one who was able to get to live with his 'Lordship' who spent more time with women than actually worked as a liaison officer of the school. They were even rarely seen together but each time they were seen together, she would aways find herself arguing with him about his packages.

However, the people around them were left to speculate what the it contained. It was either a sex code or just an actual package with something inside. When they got past the decision that the package meant the latter, they were all instantly jealous that the plump woman was being spoiled by the man of their fantasies.

Lillian had to wonder, though, how actually dirty their minds were. Especially since the man complained about Lillian wearing his overalls but she wouldn't wear the riding habit he got her. "Damn it, Lillian, I want to..."

"No, Joseph, I do not have a horse back home and no. I am not interested in learning. You just want me to take care of your horse," she grumbled and realized they were walking to the stables.

"Oh, your Lordship! I was beginning to wonder when you'll arrive," a sickly sweet voice said making Lillian want to cover her ears and run. She turned to look at the woman, it was the same woman who was making her students' lives miserable. This must be the ring leader. Lillian noticed Joseph's distraction and decided to escape, she spun around out of his line of vision and walked, jogged and ran from the pair.

Joseph turned and narrowed his eyes as he watched Lillian's disappearing back. He looked down at the blond woman next to him. She was practically purring in his arms. He wondered if she would orgasm if he in so much touched her. Her hands were already clinging to his arm. He smiled at the woman and wondered how will his horse react to her.

It didn't take long for Black Demon to react to the woman. And as Joseph suspected, the horse, being an excellent judge of character, went wild, and the woman, though undaunted, was terrified. In the end, Joseph owed the woman a date.

Lillian was in her classroom and was going over some papers when her students all filed in. They were all wearing expressions of absolute dejection sending her to the brink of fury. She got up and was about to march to the dean's office when the Duke walked in and saw the lot of them.

"I spoke with the dean of the college," he began before Lillian could open her mouth. He was almost afraid of the fire he saw in the girl's eyes.

"What did the man say?" Lillian asked softly, she was trying to be calm, she wanted to hit something.

"The administration is starting a quiet investigation." The Duke replied with a heavy swallow.

Lillian looked at her students and each of them were holding small boxes containing their submitted projects. Each one poorly graded, "I want all of these independently graded. My students right now are being tasked to start on their thesis, and already, they are halfway through when all of their other classes and students are not even halfway through."

Edward nodded and sighed, "The dean himself will check all of these."

Lillian nodded, satisfied with the Duke's reply. "Follow his grace to the Dean's office, by the end of our first month here, I better expect results," she eyed the Duke who nodded in response.

Joseph walked into the classroom and saw the desolate students. "They struck again?"

Lillian turned, her eyes widened, Joseph looked and smelled as though he fell on horse dung and rolled in it. There were several brown patches on his shirt and there was a lot on his pants. "Joseph! Go outside the garden and get hosed down. Henry! Your grace! Wash this filthy man outside. He simply cannot walk in here in a path of destruction."

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