Chapter 695 "So, let's all try to understand each other a bit better, okay?"

Though Murray's face was still a mask of stiffness, the uproar had ceased. Clearly, he had taken those words to heart.

Grace let out a soft sigh of relief, but...

The whispers and pointed stares from the crowd were making her uncomfortably self-conscious.

After all, her boyfriend had just made a public spectacle over another woman. And not just any woman, but a fellow student from the same college, albeit under a different mentor. The gossip mill would have a field day with this.

Gossip, as it turns out, is a universal pastime. The size of the audience depends on the juiciness of the story.

Sybil watched the commotion over Roseanne with a derisive snort, "Ridiculous!"

All this fuss over... what?

Roseanne was still alive, wasn't she?

and safe, was all this drama

like she's some kind of royalty. Like we all owe her something?" Mamie shot back, "How can you

for your help. But since Mr. Slater here is so aggrieved, perhaps he should just go home and get

out here in the cold?!" Sybil rolled her eyes and followed him, "I'm tired. Going

The crowd gradually dispersed.

all, it wasn't their circus, not their monkeys. Plus, with nothing

Scales, Mamie, and three of

began to drizzle

fell softly, adding to the chill of the

now carrying a damp chill, seeped through the cracks of the wooden window frames, frosting them with

wool coat tighter around her, walked to the window

lights offered some brightness, but beyond lay an impenetrable darkness, with trees swaying

you have

temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be the

a tropical zone, where temperatures shouldn't dip so

they were, in an area simulating a tropical desert climate, known for its

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