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.

sized me up. "Why do you

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

those Dyson faucets during my renovation, but your mentor, my old man, said I was too expensive. Yet, your place had them. Claire, this is quite lavish.

shrugged. "My brother's

Richard was thriving in his business. So, he

checked his watch, saying, "It's time

slightly too big even though Allen was tall. It was a reflection of its previous owner's physical stature. For some reason, I couldn't shake

even more towering.

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

supply issue. He kept his gaze on me, though

as we

Mr. Hilton. He used to teach at our school. Mr.

and stood up with

a bit aloof but a good talker. And this is Allen, my student. They're a great team, working tirelessly in

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