#Chapter 243 The Stalker From Edgar’s Eats

Frampton University was the third school Amy and I traveled to in the new blue Mercedes Alex gave her for graduation. I was now learning to drive, but I didn’t have my license yet. The green Mercedes Alex gave me was at the mansion, waiting for my next driving lesson. We were visiting universities that interested us to tour the campuses before submitting our applications and fees. As a wonderful surprise, Andrew Archer offered to pay Amy’s tuition and expenses at the college of her choice. The Archer family had signed over Archer Enterprises to him the day after the ball. “I hope we get accepted by the same college,” I said. “It would be great to go to the same school.” “As long as they have a good journalism program, I don't have a preference,” Amy said. She was going after her dream of being a reporter. “I still think you should go with journalism for your major,” she added. “You would make a terrific reporter, too. You’ve been in front of the cameras lo