The board mbers heard about Amon as soon as he beca a teacher on their campus.
They were curious as to who he was, especially because of the principal's deanor when it ca to talking about Amon.
He was respectful towards Amon even behind his back. Whenever the topic of Amon ca up during their etings, the principal would change his tone and beco very respectful.
Even when the other mbers tried to degrade Amon, he would check them, almost fearful of his life.
This made the board mbers realise that Amon is a terrifying person, soone who isn't to be ssed with.
They also believe that the reason the principal's entire life ca crumbling down was because he pissed off Amon, because everything that happened was too fast, too brutal, and very clean.
Everyone who was related to the principal and involved in the sex scandal fell and couldn't recover. Even billionaires couldn't escape justice this ti, even though they are notorious for getting away with everything.
Soone wanted this whole thing gone, and whoever this person is, they are so powerful that even those notorious law-ignoring billionaires couldn't escape.
And the board mbers believe that this person is none other than Amon, because it makes a lot of sense.
They had never seen that bald asshole so scared of anyone before. He had a very brash mouth, and he didn't discriminate in saying so filthy words about so of the most powerful n in the country, but when it ca to Amon, his mouth only had pleasantries.
It was as if he felt he was always being watched, and this scared the shit out of the board mbers.
They all sit down before Amon, looking at him nervously as he lies back on the head chair with his legs on the table.
"So, why have you folks summoned here?" Amon asks, looking at the board mbers, who are nervous to even breathe out loud before him.
"Go on, no need to be nervous, I don't bite," Amon says.
"Hahaha, you are very funny, Mr. Amon. Why would we be nervous? We called you because.... Well, as you know, Mr. Howards. Our Principal got himself arrested because of his... sex racket," A board mber starts speaking.
"Hmm, that's indeed not a good thing. The campus reputation must be in the mud because of what happened," Amon says, still smiling.
"Yes, we are not doing so great right now, but we can fix it," One of the board mbers says.
"Oh, and how do you plan to do that?" Amon asks.
"With your help, Mr. Amon. We were hoping... if you would like to take the role of the principal or the dean, whichever you would like to be. I am sure with your leadership, our campus would soar to new heights," The oldest board mber says.
Amon smiles, hearing this.
'Look at these idiots, they want to make the leader to curry favor from . Well, it's not that bad of an idea, but I am not interested in managing campus business. I am here to fuck beautiful won,' Amon thinks and chuckles.
Hearing Amon chuckle, the other board mbers also nervously start laughing to please Amon.
Amon stops. He looks at them.
"It's quite a nice offer, but I am not interested in any leadership role, so I will have to decline," Amon says.
The fake smile on the board mber's face imdiately drops. They thought Amon would love to take over.
"Then what would you suggest, Mr. Amon? I am sure you can provide us with so great insight," the oldest board mber again speaks.
Now that Amon has rejected their offer, the next best thing they can do is give Amon the ability to choose their next principal and dean. This way, they are saying that Amon has all the power to do whatever he wants.
Amon smiles again. He looks at the old man. He is impressed.
"Okay, then I will tell you what I like. Hire two won. They need to be beautiful because I like looking at beautiful won. But of course, they also need to have all the skills and credentials needed to run the campuses. And it would also help you with your fresh start. What's better than having the faces of two won at the forefront of your campuses after a fat, old, filthy man ruined it for everyone? For original chapters go to novel⚑fire
That's all I have to say. I will take my leave now," Amon says, takes his legs off the desk, waves at the board mbers, and exits the door.
Once Amon leaves, the board mbers finally take a sigh of relief.
"What do you think of his suggestion?" The oldest mber asks.
"At the surface, it looks shallow. He just wants won to fuck and use. But then it makes sense. Our campus's reputation is at its lowest. What we need to beautiful won who can act as a filter to improve our image. It's in fact a genius strategy.
We can twist the narrative by saying that we care about our students' safety, and because of that, we have hired powerful and intelligent won to lead us to a better, safer future," Another board mber says.
"But why won? Male students were also victims," One of the female mbers speaks out.
"Yes, but sexual cris against n don't get any attention. Look at the news. Even though there were nas of Male student victims, the dia only focused on the female students." The older woman of the two spoke up.
"Okay, then let's start screening through all our options and find two won who fit all of Mr. Amon's criteria. If we do well, I feel like he is going to be very pleased," the oldest mber says.
"Alright"
Everyone agrees, and they go straight to work.
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Amon returns to his office with a smile on his face.
He is curious about who the board mbers are going to hire. He doesn't want to look into the future because he wants to be surprised. If their choices please him, he might actually help those poor fellows just like that old man wishes for.
Since Shiana is teaching her class, he has no one to fool around with; luckily, he has a guest coming.
So he sits down in his chair, puts his legs on his desk, and closes his eyes to relax.
Fifteen minutes later, there is a knock on his door.
"Co in," he says.
The door opens and a beautiful woman walks in.
"Lock the door," Amon says without opening his eyes.
He can feel the woman being nervous, but she does it away. Amon hears the door's latch lock in.
He finally opens his eyes and looks at the beautiful woman.
Thick, long black hair. Big, beautiful black eyes. Small nose. Small but plump lips. Oval face, Slender neck. Slender body, but big breasts, and a well-shaped ass.
It's Lisa's mother.
"Mrs. Chen, or should I call you Miss Zulin?" Amon asks with a smile and sits up straight.
"Zulin is fine," she says. Her voice sounded angelic.
Amon smirks. He looks at Zulin, who is wearing a traditional long black dress from her own culture, but modernized. But there is nothing about this dress that screams modesty.
Sure, it might look modest as all of her is covered, but the dress is doing a very bad job at hiding her assets.
Zulin feels Amon's gaze on her. She feels the intensity with which he is looking at her, making her heart beat faster and her face redder.
"Sit down," Amon says.
Zulin nods with a red face and takes a seat before Amon.
"So, Zulin, what brings you here?" Amon asks.
"I... actually... wan..." Zulin struggles to word out what she wants.
"Take your ti. It's clear that you have a lot on your plate," Amon says with the most genuine smile.
Seeing the smile almost fools Zulin, because she would never think soone with such a genuine smile is capable of doing what he did to her sweet daughter.
"I ca here... because I want to talk to you about my daughter..." Zulin says.
"About Lisa? What is it?" Amon asks.
"My daughter... is my most precious thing in the world... I would do anything for her..." Zulin says.
"I understand, and I think most mothers think the sa, too," Amon says.
Zulin feels cornered, but she continues to talk.
"That's why... I fear for her life..." Zulin says.
"Why is that? Is sothing wrong with her? Is soone after Lisa's life?" Amon asks, showing genuine concern.
"My... father is law... He is a very dangerous man... I don't want my daughter's life to be in danger..." Zulin says.
"Lisa's grandfather? Why would he be of any danger to Lisa?" Amon asks, continuing with his genuine concern, acting.
"As much as he loves Lisa, he values his honor and pride more than anything... If... If he learns about my Lisa... and...." Zulin says, struggling to keep eye contact with Amon.
"And?" Amon probes her.
"And... you... Your relationship with my daughter. If her grandfather finds out, he will kill her..." Zulin finally says it.
Amon smiles.
"Oh... and what's this relationship between and Lisa?" Amon asks, his smile widening.
Zulin blushes. She looks up at Amon and makes eye contact before looking away, embarrassed to say it out loud.
"You and my daughter... Lisa's... sexual relationship...." Zulin says.
"Oh, but what does that have to do with anything. Lisa is eighteen years old. She is an adult who can have such relationships with anyone she wants. I don't see a problem at all," Amon says, completely deflecting her concern with a cheeky smile on his face.
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