“Fredric,” Zephyr said in his deep voice. “I won’t stop you from liking someone, but time will reveal one’s true colors. Make up your mind when you see through her!”

“Z, Michelle…”

“Okay, I don’t want to hear that name again!”

Fredric pursed his lips. He kept quiet while looking at Zephyr’s cold eyes.

“Oh yeah, Z.” He hesitated for a long time before saying, “Do you know that Yale was hurt a few days ago?”

Zephyr had heard about the incident. He had heard that Yale had had a fight with some people in a bar parking lot.

Furthermore, it had happened on the day he’d had a fight with Fredric.

He thought about it and soon reacted. He then looked at Fredric with his deep eyes.

“So you talked to him after I left that night?” Zephyr had a cryptic smile on his face.

Fredric sensed that something was off. He had cold sweat dripping on his body.

“Z, I didn’t…”

at

handled the situation. Clark called me to tell me that Yale was arrested

a wedge between them

useless and despicable, he’s a Hamerton after all. It’d be an embarrassment to us if something happened to him. It’s impossible that grandpa would just ignore it. So perhaps it was grandpa who got Clark to call

long sigh of relief. He forced

it dealt

gangsters, but they were reasonable. Yale apologized, so they paid his medical fees.

“Good.”

when I sent him back to the Yale Residence. He looked… tired. He ran into his

my memo, so I waited outside. He looked normal when he

“Z, do you think…”

day. He could not help but

face turned grim, and he clenched

“Are you sure?”

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