Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Upstairs in her room, Briar took a long bath and slipped into a loose, ankle–length nightgown covered in cute cartoon prints.

Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, towel drying her hair, her phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message.

Holding her damp hair over one shoulder, she dried it with one hand while checking her phone with the other.

It was from Ashton. The message was short. [Fill this out.]

Briar raised an eyebrow. She had a feeling she knew what it was. Sure enough, when she opened the attachment, it was an application form for Shoneport University.

She was surprised that he worked so fast.

With her hair nearly dry, she tossed the towel aside and pulled an old, bulky laptop from her suitcase. Sitting at the desk, she opened a folder, copied over her academic records and test scores, and filled out the form.

The whole thing took less than two minutes. She sent it back without a second thought.

Ashton accepted the file in no time, probably just waiting for her to respond.

After a short pause, he sent a brief message: [Got it.]

Then, weirdly, he sent an eye–roll emoji right after.

But as expected of him, he didn’t ask any questions. He simply forwarded Briar’s application straight to Marvin.

Marvin Goodwin–the president of Shoneport University–was from one of Shoneport’s four major families. The Goodwin family carried weight in both politics and business. Their influence was something most upper–class families wouldn’t even dare challenge.

Even the kids from Shoneport’s richest families tread carefully around Marvin, knowing he had the power to make or break their academic futures.

the most well–liked principal

his composure the moment he saw Briar’s

Ashton.

a smile when

hour ago, Marvin had been thrilled when Ashton said he’d found a traditional medicine prodigy for

was already prestigious, but it had a big gap in

matter how advanced modern medicine was, it still couldn’t compare to the steady,

who had once saved lives using the Golden Eighty–One Technique–his fame had practically

recruit real talent in traditional medicine.

he saw the application,

showed a pretty but wild–looking girl who clearly didn’t take

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who had the discipline or patients to

trouble.

wasn’t interested in her brains–he

traditional medicine prodigy I told you about,” Ashton said plainly, not

just worried this pretty girl might not be able to

to keep his cool.

up.”

University only takes

“Wait a moment. You’re saying you’re rejecting someone I personally recommended,

tone. His hand trembled a little as he held his phone. “No, that’s

locked his gaze on Marvin,

look in

eyes hinting at just how

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