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"Jens, when I saw you and Quinton together, there was a dark cloud hovering over your head. Dark clouds mean danger. You have to be more aware of him," said Savannah. Jenson said, "How much longer are you planning to deceive others?"

Savannah did not answer him.

Jenson's cold gaze swept across her face. "Are you mute now?"

Savannah timidly said, "I thought you didn't want me to speak?"

Jenson was incredibly speechless.

Savannah said meaningfully, "Jens, do you truly not believe in my words, or are you just refusing to believe me?"

Jenson grew silent from her question.

When he thought of his mother's soul that transmigrated, he could not completely deny what Savannah was saying.

What Jenson did not believe in was actually Savannah's ability.

She was merely an ordinary silly little girl. Jenson refused to believe that the girl really had the spiritual

foretell

resistant. The girl had predicted that they would end up together in the future, so if Savannah really had

glanced at Savannah, thinking how irritating it would be to spend a lifetime with this thin girl

the more flustered Jenson became. The pen in his hand was scratching vigorously on the notepad. After a few more strokes and more lines were formed, Jenson found that he

seem to flash whenever he looked at the

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on with him these days? Why

four years now. She

had even found her true Prince Charming. Perhaps she was

now.

No...

and sent her into a class for feminine arts. Would it be easy for Whitney, someone who was skilled with knives

arts class? She was probably feeling vexed and cursing at him for setting

smile spreading on Jenson's face. Slightly curious, she secretly stood up

her breathtaking beauty. Whitney's beauty which was blatant and obvious at a glance was different from Savannah's. Meanwhile, Savannah was a pretty daughter from a

asked with jealousy, "Do you like her,

"Yes," Jenson blurted out.

he said it, Jenson felt

carefully returned the portrait to Jenson and said, "Since she's the girl you fancy, she must be a very good person. I'll return the portrait to you so you can keep it." However, Jenson tore Whitney's portrait