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?

was all this

Like we all owe her something?" Mamie shot back, "How can you even talk

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. We're not insisting you lend a hand, but there's no need to

out here in the cold?!" Sybil rolled her eyes and

The crowd gradually dispersed.

all, it wasn't their circus, not their monkeys. Plus, with

staff members, Scales, Mamie,

began to drizzle

softly, adding to the chill

carrying a damp chill, seeped through the cracks of the wooden window

her, walked to the window

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

you have to

in the morning, as the rain eased and the temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be the climate control system

to be a tropical zone, where

in an area simulating a tropical desert climate,

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