KILLIAN POV
I kicked the door of the chancellor’s office open without knocking. He jumped out of his chair, adjusting his glasses.
“Mr. Blackwood… what can I do for you?”
I ignored him and looked around the room.
“You can’t just storm in here. I am in the middle of official university…”
“Cut the crap, Vaughan,” I hissed, closing the distance in three strides. I leaned my weight against his desk. “Why was Hazel Frensby in here minutes ago? Why was she crying?”
“That is confidential student business. I cannot disclose..”
I reached across the desk, my fingers wrapping loosely around the lapel of his suit jacket. I yanked him forward until his face was inches from mine.
“I don’t give a damn about your regulations. She is my business. Tell me what happened, or I will call my father and
