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.

he was also the most well–liked principal

Marvin lost his composure the moment he saw Briar’s application. Less

Ashton.

still forced a smile when Ashton

Marvin had been thrilled when Ashton

but it had a big gap in traditional medicine. In Dasmieca, traditional medicine wasn’t exactly mainstream–modern medicine

was, it still couldn’t compare to the steady, time–tested ways

had once saved lives using the Golden Eighty–One Technique–his fame had practically made him a ghost story in elite

of Shoneport University, Marvin had been trying for years to recruit real talent in traditional

moment he saw the application, those

he’d ever seen. Her photo showed a pretty but wild–looking girl who clearly didn’t take things

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had the discipline or patients

trouble.

interested in her brains–he probably just thought she was cute,

about,” Ashton said plainly, not at

I’m just worried this pretty girl

his cool. “Ashton,

up.”

University only takes

narrowed. “Wait a moment. You’re saying

that’s not what I meant. I just

his gaze on Marvin, that

look in

just how dangerous he

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