Jackson's house

Richard Oliver grabbed the phone with his chubby hands and put both feet on Jackson's legs. He pointed at his thighs, "Over here. Be gentle."

Richard treated Jackson as a servant.

Jackson glared at Richard, asking, "Did she answer?"

Richard said, "No. But my ankles hurt from all the running."

Jackson rubbed his ankles with reluctance. Richard definitely made the phone slowly on purpose.

It kept ringing for a while, and Richard said slowly and casually, "Hello? My darling princess, Gabrielle, what are you doing?"

Jackson couldn't help tightening his hands, hearing "darling" and "princess." Richard felt the pain and couldn't help yelling.

Gabrielle said, "Richard, pudding, are you okay? What's going on? '

Richard said, "It's the stupid big dog at my house. He's so dumb that can't even massage."

Gabrielle laughed, "Richard, aren't you a little young to get a massage?"

Richard pouted and said, "Call me by my first name. If you call me pudding again, I will get mad at you." He kept going, "I have to play chess with my grandfather. Then I have to go fishing and take walks with him. My ankles hurt a lot."

Gabrielle said, "But you're a good boy. You will make your grandpa happy."

Richard said, "I'm not a boy. I'm a man. You'll find out after you marry me when I grow up."

Jackson tightened his hands again. Richard glared at Jackson. He gave him a look seeing he couldn't come to the point.

Richard instantly asked, "My future wife, where are you?"

"Me?" Gabrielle said after hesitation, "I'm in school."

Richard said, "School? So you're not in the shooting set?"

Gabrielle said, "No. I've been studying in school. I decide to take a break from acting. You should also study at School. Okay?"

Richard said, "Which school are you at? I'll pick you up."

Gabrielle said, "It's okay. I'll visit you when I can. Richard, I have things to do. I have to hang up. Bye!"

"Okay," Richard's voice was not happy. He was feeling down. He couldn't get Gabrielle's whereabouts. He took his feet back from Jackson's legs, saying, "My girlfriend is studying, Brother."

Jackson was close to Richard and heard what Gabrielle said vaguely. So Gabrielle didn't do any acting after she came back. Did she re-enter School?

Jackson looked at Ivan, and he came over, waiting for the order.

Jackson ordered, "Trace the IP."

Ivan said, yes. He couldn't find where Gabrielle was. Tracing the IP would be a good way.

Richard sniffed, crossing both arms in front of his chest, saying, "Jackson, you're so lame that you can't find an address."

Jackson stood up and tossed Richard a Sponge Bob Square Pants card, and left coldly.

***

Gabrielle came out of the supermarket after hanging up and entered the film academy.

Some students walked in groups and others in couples.

Gabrielle lowered her baseball hat. She didn't know whether he was wrong, but she sensed they were looking at her, pointing at her and gossiping.

Gabrielle walked forward fast and lowered her hat again.

After Gabrielle had been pregnant, she seldom took acting work. She thought of going to the film academy for professional training. In order to avoid unnecessary problems, she usually kept a low profile and rarely talked to other people.

So she thought she was wrong about the gossiping look.

However, before she came to the library, someone called her, "Gabrielle, the president asked to see you in his office now."

Gabrielle said, "Do you know why?"

She shook her head.

Gabrielle didn't ask more questions and slowly came to the president's office.

She thought about various reasons that the president wanted to see her. She failed to think of any. Even since she came to school, she kept a low profile and behaved well. The phantom helped her with the admission procedures. She never even saw the president. So the president shouldn't have seen her for nothing.

Gabrielle couldn't think of any reason. But she instantly figured it out when she entered the president's office and saw who was inside.

Gabrielle stood outside the door and tilted her head to see the person in the president's office. She said satirically, "Holly, isn't it a little late for you to get a college diploma? And I thought criminals weren't allowed to come here."

Holly seemed to be released not long ago. Then she came straight to her. That was a bit vindictive.

Gabrielle took a deep breath and sensed the unfriendly vibe. She would not think Holly came here to apologize.

If so, damn-

Holly sat on the couch and leaned backward. There was a dent on the soft leather couch.

Holly snorted, "If I really need a college diploma, I wouldn't go to the same as you. It's degrading. You are too confident about yourself."

Gabrielle said, "My confidence comes from you. Before you were taken into custody by the police, I wouldn't have that much confidence."

Holly almost stormed out. But she held back the urge since the president was here. But her lips were shaking for a while and couldn't say anything.

Gabrielle couldn't help getting pleased that she won this round. She held back the urge to laugh and asked, "Sir, what do you want to see me about?"

The president was in his 40s or 50s. He had a slim figure wearing a gold frame glass. His nose bridge was high. Seeing Gabrielle come in, he pushed the glass with the index finger, saying, "Are you, Gabrielle?"

Then he looked up and down at her.

Gabrielle felt offended, being looked at like this. She hated his audacity. But she didn't know what the president wanted. She nodded and asked again, "Sir, what do you want to talk about?"

The president stopped checking her up and cleared his throat, "Gabrielle, you're new to the campus. Maybe you're still learning our conduct of codes. Our academy is one of the best art schools in A Country. We have a lot of famous and moral alumni."

The president didn't cut the cheese. He said after beating around the bush for over half an hour, "We support our students to cultivate individuality. But if one failed to follow our rules, this is putting our reputation at risk."

Gabrielle was still confused. But she understood what the president said at last.

Besides, Holly was here. Gabrielle thought she understood what she was being accused of.

Gabrielle said, "Sir, are you trying to say I break the rules?"

The president hummed, "Well..."

Gabrielle asked, "Which rules did I violate?" She was quite confused. She did nothing other than putting Holly Gibson in the police station these days.