Chapter 60: Confronting Lando
(Roxana's POV)
I had actually considered going back to my dorm to change clothes. This navy silk dress was cut extremely boldly, the smooth fabric clinging to my body like a second skin, outlining my waist-to-hip ratio in a way that was almost scandalous. But this wasn't about shame – I knew exactly what kind of stir this outfit would cause in an academic setting.
However, as the senior liaison responsible for receiving top-tier alumni, I had to maintain this impeccable level of sophistication and formality. Time was running short, and I didn't have a minute to waste.
I straightened my spine and strode toward Miller Theatre in my heels. The elevator doors slid open, and I was about to step inside when my footsteps faltered slightly.
Landon was loungi
