Chapter 309


    Chapter 309


    Jeremy was about to leave Harrington’s ce when he turned around, his gaze colliding with hers


    across the bustling corridor. He froze.


    It had been over two months since theirst encounter. Their sudden meeting left them. initially


    speechless.


    Leanne approached with aposed smile. “Here to see Mr. Wright?”


    “My dad’s been swamped, so I’m filling in for him,” Jeremy replied with the ease of an old friend. “How


    have you been?”


    “Pretty good,” she answered. Life hadn’t changed much in two months, nothing noteworthy at least.


    Leanne asked, “When did you get back? Selina didn’t say anything.”


    “Landed yesterday.” Jeremy’s tone carried a hint of frustration, “She was out all night partying. I wasn’t


    home when I left this morning.”


    Their conversation was brief, void of the subtle tensions that marked their previous


    encounters.


    ‘Next time we meet, treat me like a normal friend.’


    They both seemed to have managed that.


    “Are you heading out?” Leanne remarked, “Mr. Wright seemed ufortable after his medicines. I’ll


    check on him.”


    As Jeremy was about to respond, a disheveled man hurried down the hallway carrying a


    steaming teapot.


    Passing by, he stumbled unexpectedly, veering towards Leanne.


    The teapot toppled, its lid loose, spilling hot water that steamed up in white fumes.


    Without a second thought, Jeremy instinctively yanked Leanne away.


    She staggered, barely dodging the majority of the ssh, but a bit of water still hit her


    ankle.


    The thin fabric of her spring pants soaked the heat instantly, scalding her skin.


    The man mumbled an apology and dashed off, as if avoiding further confrontation.


    The incident unfolded so quickly, Leanne barely had time to react.


    Had Jeremy been a split second slower, the consequences on her skin would have been


    severe.


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    “Are you okay?” Jeremy asked, his voiceced with concern.


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    Regaining herposure and looking down at the puddle, Leanne thanked him, “I’m fine, thanks.”


    Her words trailed off as she noticed another man approaching from the end of the


    hallway.


    The damp air from a rainy day seeped into the building, necessitating the lights even during the day.


    Curtis strode towards them, his handsome face devoid of warmth, unreadable.


    Jeremy let go of her immediately, but Curtis’ stormy expression indicated he had seen. everything.


    His arrival today and encountering Leanne had been coincidental as the ident, yet


    Curtis had witnessed it all.


    Was it a coincidence or something more?


    Perhaps alerted by the noise, the door to the sickroom opened. udine peered out, noticing Leanne


    in Jeremy’s grasp, she blurted, “What’s all this tugging about?”


    “Mom, don’t talk like this,” Suzan intervened kindly, “Jeremy and Leanne are good friends. He’s been


    away and they haven’t seen each other in a while. Maybe they got a bit too


    excited.”


    Jeremy frowned.


    Leanne’s cold nce swept over her. What she thought was an ident now seemed


    suspicious.


    If that whole teapot thing was on purpose, was the aim to burn her, or just to stir up some drama? Or


    maybe a bit of both?


    If the water had hit, it could have injured her severely. If not, it still provided a drama for


    Curtis to witness.


    A chill ran down Leanne’s spine, pondering if this was Suzan’s scheme. Was it clever or just vile?


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