Lucas got out of the car and saw Irene standing in the courtyard. He glanced at her.

"Mr. Lucas, I've already made dinner." Irene immediately went over to Lucas and asked, "How were classes today? We got back the results for our mocks today. Mine aren't bad." Lucas said, "Can you get into Turlington University?"

"It's a little risky," Irene said honestly. "I'm not a hundred percent confident. So, I plan to work for another month, and then I'll be resigning to focus on the exams."

Irene told Lucas her plans, hoping that he would understand her decision.

"Mr. Lucas, once I resign, you can get Mrs. Flores to cook for you. She can cook well," Irene said.

Lucas entered the living room and changed his shoes.

Irene stood next to him, changing her shoes, too.

"I'll be going abroad in two weeks. I've already gotten my visa." Lucas told Irene his decision. "You can quit in two weeks and prepare for your exam. I can get my father to pay you a full month's wages."

Irene was a little stunned. At the same time, she shook her head. "No need, Mr. Lucas. Just pay me accordingly. I can find other jobs during the summer to support myself. By then, I'll just take a student loan for my school fees."

saw how she had already planned

sudden!" Irene felt a little stunned. "Will you be returning once a year after you

won't want to return at all." Lucas washed his hands and walked over to the dining

dining table before sitting next to him, watching him eat. "Mr. Lucas, I've thought about it. It's definitely better for you to stay

at her.

he could remember of her, she was always either crying or smiling. It was

talk to

not say

thought about the time difference between Taronia and Edelweiss, so she immediately said, "I think I won't call you. There's a time difference between the

you

you reply to my messages onnot, I'll always

said, "I'll change my sim

while. "Will you tell me

"No."

The atmosphere grew suddenly

little sad while Lucas buried his head in

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