The housekeeper answered cautiously, secretly observing the changes in Joshua Hughes' expression.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, a coldness settling in them, as the danger emanating from him slowly fermented in the air, filling the entire hall with large oppressive and icy bubbles, suffocating and stifling.
Without even drinking a sip of water, he stormed out like a tempest, heading straight for the hospital.
The hospital was as busy as ever, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant.
As the busiest attending physician was called into the dean's office, she hurried along, wondering if something had happened, or if some prominent figure had come to stir even the rarely-seen dean.
Pushing open the office door, she saw the dean cautiously laughing in front of a man in a black suit sitting on the sofa.
From her professional perspective, the man's bone structure was excellent, with perfect proportions.
