Chapter 11
Meanwhile, Maverick wasn’t faring any better.
He asked everyone he met if they knew Hazel, but all the passing students shook their heads.
One helpful student suggested: “Dude, this random approach won’t work. Why not check with the student administration office or the registrar? They can look her up in the system–way faster, man!”
Maverick felt like an idiot for not thinking of this sooner and thanked the student profusely.
He really was being stupid, searching in such an inefficient way.
With this new direction, Maverick sprinted to the registrar’s office and found the administrátor in charge of student records.
“Ma’am, my girlfriend is also a new student, but I can’t reach her. Could you help me check if she’s registered yet?”
The administrator hesitated for a long time, only agreeing after Maverick mentioned donating a library building to the university.
She searched the system several times but couldn’t find any record of Hazel Montgomery Not even anyone with a similar
name.
Now the administrator herself became uncertain.
“Young man, are you sure your girlfriend’s name is Hazel Montgomery? No spelling mistakes?”
She pointed at the screen, double–checking.
Maverick nodded emphatically: “Yes, that’s right. How could I possibly get her name wrong?”
Now the administrator grew anxious and checked the new student admission records.
After searching multiple times with both Maverick and herself scrutinizing the lists, she finally concluded:
“I’m sorry, but the Hazel Montgomery you mentioned isn’t a student at our university. She’s not on this year’s admission list or any previous years!”
“The system records don’t lie. Could your girlfriend have… misled you? If that’s the case, you might want to file a police report right away!”
The administrator added with genuine concern.
Hearing this, Maverick felt like he’d been struck by lightning. His mind echoed with a deafening roar:
What… did he just hear?
Stanford hadn’t admitted Hazel?
Then where had she gone?
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With her grades, she would be a prized student at any university–rejection was absolutely impossible.
What the hell happened?
For a moment, Maverick felt like his brain had rusted slut, incapable of processing this information.
Just then. Julian arrived, having received the message to come to the registrar’s office.
His entire presence radiated an icy coldness, making people instinctively keep their distance.
“Any news?” he demanded, his tone clearly indicating his foul mood,
Maverick shook his head and relayed everything he’d just learned.
Julian’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits.
“Where could she have gone? Is she trying to leave us behind?”
The same thought occurred to both of them simultaneously.
Maverick struggled to accept this reality, his eyes reddening slightly as he momentarily lost his balance, his tall frame swaying.
Julian wasn’t faring any better.
On the way to campus, he had considered every possibility. He’d even thought Hazel might just be jealous or sulking, but never imagined she would actually leave them.
For a moment, neither could accept this truth.
There was a brief instant when both wondered if they had pushed her too hard, forcing her to such drastic action.
But the next moment, a male student’s voice interrupted their thoughts.
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