Aline, who had donated a staggering ten million dors, stole the spotlight for a moment.


    The crowd erupted in apuse.


    Aline stood up gracefully, bowing slightly to acknowledge the recognition.


    She exuded confidence, viewing these moments as stepping stones towards entering the upper echelons of Duefron society. Her determination was clear.


    She aimed to make Rena look up to her in the end.


    As she sat back down, her gaze swept over Rena.


    Today, she had brought a grand gift for Rena.


    At that moment, the main screen disyed the school’s history and several important activities.


    Most of the people in the audience were engaged in business talk andworking, paying no attention to what was being shown on the screen.


    But after about twenty minutes, someone eximed, “Isn’t that Rena and Harold? They looked so young back then.”


    A hush fell over the crowd.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    Everyone turned their gaze to the screen, revealing Rena at twenty years old, standing beneath a majestic sycamore tree on the school grounds.


    The scene was adorned with lush greenery and dappled shade.


    The sun’s rays seeped through the tree’s branches, casting a radiant golden glow.


    A young girl in a white dress bravely stopped Harold, who was also young.


    Her face flushed slightly, but she mustered the courage to say, “Harold, I like you.”


    In the video, Harold’s eyes appeared deep and thoughtful.


    After a moment of silence, he gestured to Rena and said, “Get on the bike.”


    Rena bit her lip and hopped onto the bike. As Harold pedaled, Rena held onto the hem of his white shirt…


    The scene changed to the school library.


    In the quiet afternoon, Rena had fallen asleep with her head resting on the desk, dark circles evident under her eyes.


    Harold sat across from her, reading a book. When he noticed she was asleep, he gently ced the book down and observed her silently.