chool bag and asked, “Ms. Jent, what’s wrong with Mr. Arnold?”

Madelyn shook her head, “Serve th

After she let off the long–suppressed emotions, she instantly felt better.

The paint spilled all over the floor. Madelyn stared at it for a very long time before quietly getting up to clean the mess. She walked out to search for a mop. In the corridor, a beautiful piano melody filled the air, although she couldn’t pinpoint its

source.

As she was cleaning up while listening to the piano, the unhappiness she felt began to disappear.

It was rare for Madelyn to lose her composure, and she couldn’t explain why she had acted this way today.

In the afternoon, after school, Ethan was waiting outside to pick up Madelyn. She opened the car door and settled into the backseat.

opened the car door and sat in the back passenger seat.

instructed the chauffeur,

was amiss in his tone, but she wasn’t sure what had happened. The atmosphere in the

on a tray. I’ll take it upstairs

servant responded,

not get a response. So, she just entered the room anyway. The vintage study room was filled with a thick tobacco smell. Ethan was standing in front of the floor–to- ceiling window with a

placed the meal on the table and said, “If you’re

Ethan said, “Wait!”

his voice, “Is there anything else?” She placed her hands in front

turned around. His gaze was deep as he looked at her, “I looked into your

son

Madelyn thought, ‘Zach?‘

the room suddenly

the cold aura emanated from Ethan became even colder, “About him… Do you

he walked to her, Madelyn could feel a sense of oppression. The coldness and

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