Flora sipped her milk lazily and said, "I don't have the time."

Samson, taken aback by her indifferent tone, found himself speechless, all his planned arguments stuck in his throat.

No time?

We're talking about fifty million dollars here. How could she not care at all?

What could possibly be more important than fifty million dollars?

It's true, the wealthy really do think differently.

Samson cautiously asked, "Do you have something more important to do?"

"I'm spending the weekend with my fiancé."

Samson: "..."

He stared at the disconnected call, questioning his life choices.

"How did it go? Did she agree?" asked Bowie, standing next to him eagerly.

to come back to campus just yet, so..." Samson chose his words carefully, not wanting to

instructor at the National Dance Association, was a name known to anyone in the

come back on Monday then," Bowie decided after a moment

enjoy her weekend and not return to school;

checked her schedule; Flora had no classes

style and was willing to invest more

...

Sandy Bay, mostly video-calling

spot-on, allowing Aisha to make

Monday morning, Flora finally started her journey

Eilies had already saved her

lecture was on physics, a subject that

who detested physics, was almost in tears

class, and as soon as it was

moment, Samson led Bowie

classroom door, eager not to miss

students were still in the room, curiously listening in as they saw the counselor lead a stranger

Bowie, whom I mentioned over the phone," the counselor Samson hinted

smiled, "Nice to meet you,

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