Chapter 630
The evening drizzle cast a somber tune against the windowpanes of a cozy suburban home.
Mara lounged in the living room after dismissing her evening help, swirling a ss of Cabe as she
stared nkly at the ceiling.
The front door swung open, but Mara did not flinch.
A chill draft swept through, prompting Mara to frown. "Ever heard of closing the door?"
"Always such a stickler for details, aren''t you?"
At the doorway, a woman shook off her umbre, her stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor as she
strode in.
The rhythmic tap of the heels only heightened Mara''s irritation, her frown growing deeper. "You''ve
never had an ounce of manners."
The woman sat down, her wless features stark against Mara''s scar-streaked visage.
Eyeing the woman''s perfectplexion, Mara''s gaze turned venomous, a visceral urge to shatter her
wine ss and scar that pristine face.
To aerate the expensive wine with her blood!
"Gillian, didn’t I tell you to cover that revolting face when you see me?"
This was the woman who had once been incarcerated for willful harm, Gillian Ashford!
Gillian snorted with contempt, crossing her long legs. "Compared to yours, I think my face is the least
of our worries."
Mara stood abruptly, fury in her eyes, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to throttle the
life out of Gillian.
Gillian, however, nonchntly gestured. "Sit down and listen to what I have to say, or you''ll regret it."
Mara clenched her jaw, reluctantly sitting back down.
Then, she scoffed. "We''re both no better thanpdogs, Gillian. Do you think you''re still the darling of
Sea City? I''ve got news for you – you''re nothing now. So quit parading around like you''re high and
mighty, bitch."
"Watch your mouth," Gillian snapped back, "Do you think you''re any better?"
"I''m no saint, and neither are you."
The two women red at each other, neither willing to back down until a p of thunder outside drew
their attention away from their standoff.
After a moment, Gillian produced two photographs from her bag.
"This is Aaron Miller. He''s a senior at Elite University, aiming for a master''s in finance, and he''s the heir
to the Miller family."
Mara gave Gillian a withering look, picking up Aaron''s photo. "Isn''t this the genius gamer?"
Matching Mara''s disdain, Gillian retorted, "Yes,st season''s champion. He''s also Vivienne''s protege.
He seems quite taken with her, collecting all sorts of information on her. Your task is to get close to him
and drive a wedge between them."
Maraughed derisively. "Shouldn''t you be the one doing this? Luring men is more your speed. Your
goal and his align perfectly – you want to marry Percival, right?"
"Mara, this is serious. Don''t forget our master''s orders," Gillian reminded sharply.
At the mention of their master, Mara shivered, her tone bing more subdued. "What else?"
Gillian huffed quietly, "For now, that''s it. Oh, and Keh from the Ellington family is also at Elite
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University. He seems to be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency, and that woman is trouble.
Keh''s close with Aaron; you might be able to kill two birds with one stone."
"Fine. Now leave. I can''t stand the sight of you," Mara finished her wine in one gulp, clearly dismissing
Gillian.
Gillian was all too eager to leave. Their friendship had been one of convenience; Mara was from the
Boyd family, a family with a sterling reputation, and she was Percival''s cousin. There was no real love
lost between them.
"Watch yourself," Gillian said as she left.
As the rain grew heavier, Mara sat in the dark, clutching Aaron''s photo with growing resentment.
“Vivienne, just wait.”
After the rain, Elite University was fragrant with the scent of cherry blossoms, the air fresh and clear.
But Aaron''s mood was far from sunny.
For convenience, he had bought an apartment between the university and thepany, though he had
kept his dorm room unupied.
Since Keh arrived on campus, peace had been scarce in Aaron’s dorm.
He hade to retrieve something from his room when he was greeted by the sight of a freshly
showered Keh, casually strolling about in the nude.
Aaron nearly lost it, half-tempted to cry out for security at the sight.
"Can’t you see it’s raining? Close the door! It’s cold," Keh said nonchntly, grabbing a soda from
the fridge and taking a swig.
Aaron flung the door wide open. "You know it''s cold, and you''re drinking that? I wish it would freeze you
solid!"
With the door open, passersby got an eyeful of Keh''s indecency, and theirughter punctuated the
hallway.
"Have you no shame? Close the door," Keh rushed to secure their privacy.
Aaron, disgusted by the litter of clothes and underwear on his bed, opted for the small sofa instead.
"You''re talking to me about shame?" Aaron chided. "This is my dorm, remember?"
Leaning back on the bed carelessly, Keh replied, "We''re all friends here. What''s the big deal?"
"Friends? Since when?" Aaron scowled. "Can''t you put on some clothes?"
"I just showered. Letting it all hang out," Keh said with a shrug. "Besides, you''re a grown man.
What''s there to be shy about?"
Aaron, at his wit''s end, yelled, "Don''t sit on the bed wet! This is my dorm, my bed. Go dry off at your
home!"
Keh''s expression faltered, and he fell silent.
Ever since Flynn''s incident, Keh had cut ties with the Ellingtons, holing himself up at school.
He would only asionally ring up Richard to check-in.
Richard understood Keh''s temperament and didn''t press him toe home, letting him figure
things out at his own pace. Reаd at Draмanоvels
Whatever Flynn''s mistakes were, they had nothing to do with Keh.
Silently, Keh got up and dressed, not responding.
Aaron grabbed what he needed and shot Keh a look. "I''ve got sses today. What about you?"
"I''m free. I''ll tag along," Keh replied, bored and not keen on stewing in his own thoughts.
Knowing he couldn''t stop him, Aaron simply shrugged and headed out with his books.
Keh followed, shedding his somber demeanor and chattering away, keeping Aaronpany on
the way to ss.