Chapter 112

Mia stepped out of the restaurant, and her eyes caught the gleam of a sleek black luxury car parked nearby. A subtle anticipation flickered in her gaze–was Timothy already there?

After a brief pause, Mia turned to Gina and said, “Tell everyone to go ahead. I’ll just step back inside for a moment to use the restroom.”

Retreating into the restaurant, Mia lingered in hiding for a good ten minutes. She waited patiently to make sure most of her classmates had left before making her exit.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Mia answered, hearing Timothy’s deep voice on the other end. “Come out.”

“I’m on my way.” Mia replied.

Exiting the restaurant with a casual stride, Mia observed her classmates had dispersed. Approaching the sleek black luxury car, she hurriedly opened the door and slid inside.

Timothy’s gaze sharpened. “Since when does attending class come with social commitments?” he questioned.

Mia calmly defended herself, “I just grabbed a meal with some old classmates after going back to college. It’s a casual get–together, not a mandatory commitment.”

During the ride, a heavy silence hung between them until they reached their marital home.

As expected, Martha was nearby when Mia arrived. Timothy didn’t seem particularly worried about where Mia had been or what she had been up to. It was as if he didn’t feel the need to act concerned.

In the days that followed, Mia stayed diligent, attending classes with unwavering punctuality. Her schedule was jam–packed, leaving her little room to dwell on other matters.

immersed in her studies at the library, Mia’s phone buzzed with a call from Riley. “Remember, Mia, the award ceremony

forgotten,” Mia

her phone to ensure she would be

Taylor intercepted her path, locking eyes and saying ominously.

your

been strained, and it seemed that,

days ago, near the restaurant, someone gave you a ride, right?” Taylor

subtle shift in Mia’s

her careful approach, Mia hadn’t expected her actions at the restaurant to

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honest now, Mia. Did you leave

your family?”

amass such wealth? Could it be connected to that older man

the luxury car?” Taylor pressed

turned cold. “Taylor, after all these years, you’re still the same.

you behind closed doors.”

saying about me? Be

confidently strode toward the lecture hall. Inside, she

chair.

in this academic setting felt surreal, like

the anticipated award ceremony

she noticed Kennedy, the principal, entering with

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