JACKSON
The Dean gave me a wry smile after I finalized speaking. I knew it was a sarcastic look that meant who I was to give orders.
But I said what I said.
“Sir, have you all been misleading us? They all believe this is modest and just.” I motioned my hand to the crowd inside the hall, they still enjoyed every bit of the event going on.
“Jackson.” our dean began, patting my shoulder. I raised my brow in anticipation.
“Don’t you love how you have fans from all over?” He queried in an influential tone.
I understood how he was trying to point out that everything they were doing was for me. But I didn't ask for it.
When I didn't react to his cogency. He frowned a bit, not wanting to prolong whatever was happening.
“Everything will be handled consequently.”
I nodded in response to sh
