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?

all this drama really

lost and had everyone out searching in the middle of the night like she's some kind of royalty. Like we all owe her something?" Mamie shot back, "How can

want to help, you're free to leave. We didn't ask for your help. But since Mr. Slater here is so aggrieved, perhaps he should just go home and get some sleep.

pleasure!" Slater snapped, turning on his heel. "You think I want to stand out here in the cold?!" Sybil rolled her eyes and followed him,

The crowd gradually dispersed.

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

Murray, Grace, a few staff members, Scales,

the sky began to

softly, adding to the

cracks of the wooden window frames,

coat tighter around her, walked to the window and peered out with

lay an impenetrable darkness,

have to

rain eased and the temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be

be a tropical zone, where

area simulating a tropical desert climate, known for

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