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.

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

the National Dance Association, was a name known to anyone

then,"

to enjoy her weekend and

schedule; Flora had no classes

truly admired Flora's dance style and was willing

...

Sandy Bay, mostly video-calling Aisha and

explanations were unique and spot-on, allowing Aisha to make rapid

started her journey

Eilies had already saved

on physics, a

detested physics, was almost in tears

and as soon as it was over, Cynthia dragged Eilies and Flora towards the

Samson led Bowie briskly

the classroom door, eager not to miss Flora as soon as

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

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

"Nice to meet you,

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