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.

She won't be able to come back to campus just

at the National Dance Association, was a name

Monday then," Bowie decided after a

want to enjoy her weekend and not return to school;

her schedule; Flora had no

dance style and was willing to

...

two days at Sandy Bay, mostly video-calling Aisha

spot-on, allowing Aisha to make rapid

finally started her journey back to

already

was on physics, a subject that

who detested physics, was almost in tears as she

the class, and as soon as it was over, Cynthia

led

door, eager not to miss Flora as

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

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

smiled, "Nice to meet you,

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