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.

he eventually asked, “Does what we talked about last time

what he was referring

deadline has passed, so it’s no longer valid.”

you heartless

walking at an extremely slow pace, and he appeared to have deliberately matched his

“One last time!”

Elm said nothing.

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

the back of his

she had

gathering at night was held at Blissorzo.

showcasing an ancient architectural style. The atmosphere was tranquil, rather

door was embellished with intricate carvings, leading into a

quite early 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 something

initially with her at the door, but somehow, he

but he did not reply.

attendance was not complete that night.

of dishes that

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a lot tonight

act like you’ve never seen

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

down on them, considering their difference in social status. It appeared she

attendance was incomplete, nobody began

up and poured some lemonade for his friends. “By the way, where’s Elm? Why isn’t he here? He promised he would come

“Who knows where he’s off gallivanting now. Let him be. If

His face remained expressionless, showing no signs of joy or anger, leaving one to wonder about his thoughts.

hear Elm’s

the atmosphere fell into total silence.

sensed that something was

turned out she was in a difficult

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

corners of his lips curved up slightly.

one could tell if he

he would enjoy the drink, considering it was just

chose the finest quality, with

in Eileen’s pocket vibrated. She took it out and saw

came up, and I

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and announced, Tm going to make a phone

tattooed hand gently rubbed the cup as

guessed what happened, but he did not

corner of

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