Chapter 11

Grayson, Catherine, and Aria looked at each other at a loss.

Catherine wanted to curse, but Grayson stopped her. “Enough. That man may be an ex-convict too! There are all kinds of people in jail. Who knows what he was in jail for.”

Catherine paused for a moment before saying uneasily, “Are we going to leave this matter alone?”

After a moment of hesitation, Grayson said, “We’ll see. If Heiden does pursue Aria on this, we’ll think of something.” Grayson did not have the guts to go back in and challenge that man again.

Aria stood beside them, deep in thought the whole time. She wondered if the man earlier was really an ex-convict. She had been unable to see his face clearly as his bangs were covering his eyes. Even so, she could tell that he was charming.

For some reason, she found that Jackson’s figure looked inexplicably familiar. It was as if she had seen him somewhere before. Could he be someone from the entertainment industry?

***

Meanwhile, Serenity looked at Jackson, who was in the room with her, and thanked him.

“Thank you.”

If Jack had not come back, her father would have hurt her.

right thing to do.” Jackson glanced at her ankle

rubbed some on her ankle, and massaged the swollen spot.

Serenity bit her lips slightly as she asked nervously, “Aren’t you going to ask me about earlier? About what those

it, I won’t ask,”

hard to say. Those people are my father, stepmother, and half-sister,” Serenity confessed. “However, it doesn’t

a little before asking, “Don’t you have anything else to ask?” She knew Jack must have overheard her father’s curses

fluttered lightly. Then, he looked up at Serenity. “What do you want me to

dark eyes reflected a strange tranquillity in the dim light.

in prison for three years, and I only just got out of prison not long ago. I was charged with causing death

had changed upon finding out that she had been in prison. Those who knew her history were judgemental of

this moment, she

lightly and concentrated on

blinked her eyes

call you Sis. We’ll take care of each other,

seemed to have calmed down because of his words. “Jack, I’m glad to

that flashed across his

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on Sunday. When she met Jack, she could not relate him to the homeless guy her friend

and sneakers. Although he was wearing just plain street goods, his attire did not feel cheap because of his good

was 180 centimeters tall and had a well-defined face. His eyes were covered by his bangs, but even so, the occasional

stars she knew, and he had delicate features, even speaking

made Lisa wonder if he was truly a

homeless guy? Does he really have no place to live? He could be a

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