Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 181

I grabbed a band-aid from the hallway and offered it to him, asking, "Need this?"

Allen shook his head. "No, it's just a minor scratch, though my shirt's damp."

That was when I noticed his shirt soaked. It must have been from brushing against Claude.

Frowning slightly, I remembered I had an extra shirt in my room.

So, I led him into my apartment and poured him a cup of coffee, saying, "I've got a shirt I was thinking of throwing out. You can have it. Don't worry about returning it. Just toss it."

I went into my room and pulled out the shirt with the glittery MH monogram. I had kept it through my last move, and I didn't know why I did so.

But at the moment, it was clear. My future meant parting ways with all of my past. Who owned the shirt didn't matter anymore.

he sized me

made up an excuse. "It's my brother's. He left it here last time, but he has so

to change. Returning, he glanced around my apartment, "Your place is pretty upscale. I wanted to install one of those Dyson faucets during my renovation, but your mentor,

shrugged. "My brother's in investments, quite

the truth. Without significant connections, Richard was thriving in his business. So, he had always

saying, "It's

too big even though Allen was tall. It was a reflection of its previous owner's

more towering. But, no, it couldn't

agreed on, we found our mentor already there, engaging in lively conversation with the dean and

dinner over a minor supply issue. He kept his gaze on me,

soon as we sat

Mr. Hilton. He used to

slightly and

know Claire, your former student. She's a bit aloof but a good talker. And this is Allen, my