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Zinnia said, “Yannis, you won’t believe this. My deskmate aced math, language, biology, and geography. I feel like my brain has gone missing.”

With the parent–teacher meeting matter resolved, Zinnia let it go. She wasn’t one to be petty. Once something was over, she wouldn’t think about it.

She propped her chin in both hands and watched Yannis tidy up the desk while sharing school stories with

him.

She felt her deskmate, Lydia, was absolutely brilliant. Zinnia even felt lucky and honored to be sitting with her.

In fact, Zinnia didn’t feel a trace of jealousy. Lydia was always buried in books, so Zinnia felt Lydia deserved top scores.

“You’re amazing, too. You’re great at medicine and playing the zither,” Yannis said.

As Yannis watched her share so animatedly, a warm sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

“It’s all thanks to Master. He’s the absolute best. There’s nothing he can’t do,” Zinnia blurted out.

Yannis asked, “Zinnia, did your master teach you to play the zither?”

He thought of everything that had happened over the past couple of days. Many things had taken place these days, and Yannis just hadn’t found the right moment to ask Zinnia.

“Yes.” At the mention of her master, Zinnia rested her chubby cheeks in her palms, and her expression was clouded with worry.

It had been three months since she last saw her master. She wondered how he was doing. Somehow, she felt so anxious every time she thought about him.

“Zinnia, I’ve never asked before. Do you know who your master is?” asked Yannis.

Yannis sat down, and his expression turned serious as if he was preparing for a meaningful conversation.

Not long ago, he investigated the small town where Zinnia used to live. It was a renowned large–scale herb cultivation base that supplied both the government and major pharmaceutical companies.

Fields of medicinal herbs stretched as far as the eye could see. They were all in Zinnia’s name and were transferred to her a year ago when she turned sixteen.

background was extraordinary. Even the Shaw

it was impossible to trace. Only

didn’t return to the Shaw family, she would still be worth a fortune and have nothing to

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nor cared about any of this. All the

her master.

Yannis’s words, Zinnia bit her lip and wondered what kind of person her

he is. All I know is that he’s the one who raised me

obvious. He had asked about Zinnia’s master multiple

She thought, ‘Master told me not

It’s just that your master might very well be the person Jackson

techniques you taught Grandpa, only the person we’ve been looking for would possess

wariness. He realized Zinnia still didn’t fully trust him, and a bitter ache

instantly guarded about anything related to her master whenever the

feigning ignorance. She could tell from Yannis’s words that

of the Moore family. He might

indeed searching for her master. She guessed her master

Zinnia’s hands clenched involuntarily.

Aren’t the Moore family supposed to be

“Zinnia, I have a family portrait of the Moore family. Your master should

up his phone, opened it, and found a picture where there was

sat on a bench, while the man and the boy stood on either side of her. All three

smiles.

happiness of this family practically

past was so tumultuous that any photos of them once circulating online

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clean. Zinnia had searched in vain

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were only of the host of the Moore family, Richard Moore. His

like theirs, there were always ways to get the photos. Just a couple of days ago, Yannis managed to get his hands on the photos through his

boy in the photo. The boy looked no older than seven, but his features were incredibly delicate. One could glimpse the striking

like she could lose herself in his

said in her

wore a mask, explaining it was to avoid scaring people because his face was burned and disfigured. He only took it

eat more. Her master was so good–looking. Even though she only saw his face a

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