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*If that’s how you really feel, then I won’t say another word. From now on, we’ll go our separate ways. Let’s never see each other again”

With that, he turned and walked away.

But inside, he was burning with rage.

All those years of being together–how could Scarlett just walk away like it meant nothing?

And now she was trying to hook up with some old man just to climb the socialdder?

What did their love even mean to her back then?

He’d even been stupid enough to give her all that time, hoping she’d apologize.

What a joke he was!

As he kept walking, something felt off.

Normally, by now, Scarlett would’vee running after him.

Probably crying and begging him not to be mad anymore.

He couldn’t help it–he turned around.

And saw Scarlett already walking away with Sharon, heading toward the library. The two of them were deep in conversation,ughing like nothing had happened.

She didn’t even nce his way.

He froze.

If Scarlett hade to ask for forgiveness, he might’ve snapped at her, lectured her for a bit.

But now… she didn’t even seem to care.

That hit hard–way harder than he expected.

It made him panic a little.

Almost without thinking, he stepped forward.

Then stopped.

biNo/i/bi–/ithis was ia /iimind /iigame/ii. /i

Scarlett was trying to see who’d caye first, who’d lose their cool.

iHa/ii! /i

iHe /iinearly /iifell /iifor /iiit/i!

Furious now, that panic got buried under a fresh wave of anger. He spun around and left.

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He swore he’d never care about Scarlett again.

Let her rot for all he cared.

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“I should’ve stayed,” Sharon muttered through clenched teeth. “You don’t know how to fight, that’s your only problem. If it were me, I would’ve punched him right after the first sentence.”

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I swear, I’m gonna go cut his tongue out.”

Scarlett grabbed her arm. “You really want to dive into a sewer just to unclog it? Not worth it.”

Sharon blinked. “Damn. Why does that actually make sense?”

Scarlett sighed. “How’s your thesising along?”

The mention of it made Sharon visibly dete. “We were such good friends a minute ago… and now you bring this up? Ugh. I still haven’t figured out my innovation angle. My advisor’s ready to strangle me.”

Scarlett pointed at the library ahead. “Come on. Let’s dig in.”

Time flew by.

The long–anticipated medical symposium was finally here.

The event was held at Trenwyn’s convention center, which could seat forty thousand people.

From early morning, the streets near the venue werepletely jammed.”

Reba sat in the car holding a cage wrapped in ck cloth, hiding whatever was inside.

Oliver was driving himself. He was dressed to the nines, since today’s event would be attended by some very prominent figures.

Franklin and Martha sat beside Reba in the backseat, both dressed in their best and looking dead serious.

When the car slowed to another halt, Oliver frowned.

“At this rate, we’re gonna bete.”

Reba offered a gentle smile. “Don’t worry, we’ve got time. If it’s still jammedter, we can walk the rest of the way. Call it a rxing stroll.”

Oliver was clearly soothed. “You’re right.”

“Oh, and Reba,” he added, “mypany’s handling theputer systems at the venue. If you need anything, just let me know right away.”

“Got it, big bro. I’ll remember.”

She paused and nced out the window, face clouded with concern.

“I wonder which car my sister’s in. I hope she’s not runningte.”

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Martha snapped. “She’s tried to steal your research so many times–if she iis /ite, that’s karma doing its job. She bdeserves /bit.”

Reba quickly lowered her head like she’d said something wrong and didn’t dare speak again.

Martha was just about tofort her when the low thump–thump of a helicopter filled the air.

“What’s wrong with that chopper? Flying that low–it’s gonna hit someone’s car!”

Martha was instantly irritated. “Tratlic’s already a nightmare, and now we’ve got some chopper making things worse? No manners at all!”

Then, the helicopter shifted its angle slightly, just enough for them to see the passenger inside.

“Wait a second…”

Oliver had the clearest view, but he still didn’t quite believe it.

He leaned in, took another look, and finally eximed, “That’s Scarlett!”

The car fell into stunned silence.

It was like someone dropped a bomb in the backseat.

Reba’s hands clenched tightly around the cage.

Her lips were nearly bleeding from how hard she bit them.

Scarletti… /itook a helicopteri? /i

Who made that happeni? /i

Mr. Waynei? /i

No, impossible.

iHe /ihated ispecial /iitreatment /iimore /iithan /i

ianyone/i.

Johni, /imaybei? /i

No, that didn’t make sense eitheri. /i

iJohn’s /iimain /iiterritory /iwas iJandale/ii. /iiHe /iididn’t /iihave /iimuch pull /iiin /iiTrenwyn/ii. /i

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