Chapter 1170

The sky outside gradually darkened as the professor stood at the podium, microphone in hand, lecturing on formulas that could put anyone to sleep. There weren't many students listening in the back rows, and Grace was one of those who spaced out. She messaged Oliver. "Darling, I have a night class today. You don't have to pick me up. Just take care of the baby." His Rolls-Royce Ghost was parked in his usual spot. Around him, college students strolled leisurely in pairs, enjoying campus life. Cliff lay in his father's arms, his tiny mouth slightly open as he slept soundly. With the car heater turned up, Oliver held his phone and replied to his wife, "Alright. I'm working overtime at the office." Grace believed him. But not even three minutes later, she sent him a photo along with an angry emoji. "Babe, is this your car?" Oliver did not reply. Grace helpfully pointed him in the right direction. "Check the college forum." As expected, the top post on the Zenith University forum r