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.

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

what he

has passed, so

you heartless creature!”

extremely slow pace, and he appeared to have

“One last time!”

Elm said nothing.

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

of his neck

she had

at night was held at

an ancient architectural style. The atmosphere was tranquil,

intricate carvings, leading into a private room that could

She had inquired about Paola and the others’ preferences, and most of them favored spicy food, with only a few opting for

at the door,

sent him a message, but

not complete that night.

there’s an array of dishes that I’ve never tried before. I’m definitely

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a lot tonight

you’ve never seen the world before,

took the seat next to Eileen and said, “No worries, it’s my first time here too. I haven’t ried the food here yet, but their presentation certainly whets the

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

incomplete, nobody

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

where he’s off gallivanting now. Let him be. If he dies, it’s none

name, Eileen cast a cautious glance at Jasper. His face remained expressionless, showing no signs of joy or anger, leaving one to wonder about his thoughts.

he did not want to hear Elm’s name

atmosphere fell into total silence.

that something

she was in a

pour Jasper a drink, saying, “They serve really good coffee

corners of his

tell if he

it was just regular coffee, likely not as good as what he was used to.

He always chose the finest quality, with

vibrated. She took it out and saw that

was a short message: Something came up, and I won’t

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Tm going to make a

ahead. Jaspers tattooed hand gently rubbed the

but he did

quiet corner of the hallway

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