Two days after the incident between Carlos and Líli, Diogo was in his office at the company, holding a glass of whiskey. It had become his crutch in the last few months.
His cell phone rang, and even though it was an unknown number, he answered.
"Hello..."
"Hello, is this Diogo Walton?"
"Yes, speaking. May I know who is calling?" he said.
"I'm Luís, the dean of the college where Líli Williams studies. I was looking at her file and came across your number, which is also registered as the person responsible for paying her monthly fees."
"Yes, have I fallen behind on any payments?" he asked suspiciously.
"No, sir. The problem is that, Líli's academic performance has been deteriorating rapidly. Given her history and her entrance exam scores, I can't believe she is performing this poorl
