Chapter 121 Does What We Talked About Still Hold?

her Eileen left, Hector received his exam paper, revealing an almost perfect score…

He looked at the marks on the paper.

His entire being started trembling as if he had fallen into an icy cold cellar.

strong! It’s all my fault! I should have listened to Eileen’s advice. Pursuing a place in Petalburg High School out of vanity was a huge mistake. I shouldn’t have borrowed money from the loan shark and caused my mother’s death. I’m the one who ruined everything.

In the detention room, an eighteen-year-old boy tightly gripped his exam paper and wept in

Sorrow.

Regardless of one’s actions, taking full responsibility for one’s mistakes and paying the price was crucial.

That was an unwritten rule.

When Eileen exited the police station, she saw a remnant of the sunset casting its glow at the end of the old alley.

Right then, snow began to fall from the sky.

Suddenly, she caught sight of a slender young man from the corner of her eye. He wore the same black uniform as her, leaning against the wall with one side of his pants rolled up, revealing his fair skin. A bag hung casually over his shoulder, and he tilted his head back to observe the falling snowflakes. One actually landed on the tip of his nose and melted right away. His handsome profile resembled a striking sculpture.

His arrogant and defiant silhouette had significantly softened compared to his usual demeanor.

He seemed to be a pleasant guy when he was quiet.

Eileen was the first to break the silence. “Why are you

here?”

Elm straightened his back and walked toward her, tilting his head. “Aren’t you treating me to a meal?”

“That’s why you’ve been waiting here all this time?”

“Mind your own business! Who do you think you are?”

That was his true nature. He could never utter a few kind words without getting irritated,

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showing her a long face.

Eileen turned around and walked away, ignoring him.

Elm strode forward and trailed behind her leisurely.

while, neither of them spoke until he eventually asked, “Does what we talked about last time

he

deadline has passed, so

heartless

he appeared to have deliberately matched

“One last time!”

Elm said nothing.

time. If you don’t come tomorrow, I won’t wait for you

back of his neck

had the final say!

at night was held at Blissorzo.

showcasing an ancient architectural

wooden door was embellished with intricate carvings, leading into a private room that

and ordered a spread ranging from mild to spicy. She had inquired about Paola and the others’ preferences, and most of them favored spicy food, with only a few opting for

the door,

message, but

was not complete

an array of dishes that I’ve never

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to eat a lot

like you’ve never seen the world before, you’re making a fool

it’s my first time here too. I haven’t ried the food here yet,

assumed that Jasper would look down on them, considering their difference in social status. It appeared

was incomplete, nobody

for his friends. “By the way, where’s Elm? Why isn’t he here? He promised he would come to keep us

gallivanting now. Let him be.

Elm’s name, Eileen cast a cautious glance at Jasper. His face remained expressionless, showing no signs of joy or anger, leaving one to

want to hear Elm’s name being brought

atmosphere fell into

that something

turned out she was in a difficult

to pour Jasper a drink, saying, “They serve really good coffee here. Do

his lips curved

if he was annoyed.

considering it was just regular coffee, likely not as good as what

He always chose the finest quality, with prices reaching four or

Eileen’s pocket vibrated. She took it out and saw that she had received a message from Elm.

came up, and I

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and announced, Tm going to make a

Jaspers tattooed hand gently rubbed the cup as he spoke.

probably guessed what happened, but he did not say a

walked to a quiet corner of

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