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    Joe and Vera appeared youthful in the photos.


    The photos were clearly taken during their school days. There were many, and Christopher showed


    them to Skr one by one, trying to make her see Joe for who he really was, warning her not to be


    swayed by his charm.


    In each picture, Joe and Vera were always looking at each other, exuding a deep bond. Whether it


    was the atmosphere captured or their real affection, they looked like the perfect couple.


    Both were stunningly attractive. Each photo felt like a scene from a heartwarming school romance,


    leaving anyone who saw it with a sense of envy.


    “See? Joe and Vera are meant to be. They’re just tangled in misunderstandings right now, both


    trying to prove they matter more to each other. You’re just a pawn in their story, helping them realize


    their true feelings,” Christopher said, stressing every word.


    His message was clear–Skr needed to stop dreaming about Joe.


    Skr shot him a cold look. “Get lost.”


    Even after all the effort Christopher put into manipting, she had nothing to say to him. His face


    darkened, but he quickly remembered why he had returned to Jipsburg.


    Suddenly, his eyes misted over. “Babe, can’t we go back to how things were? They have their youth


    and love, but don’t we? Our love was the kind people envied. If you want, we can have it all back.


    “This diamond ring is yours–I knew it the moment I saw it. Let’s get married. I’ll love you and only


    you,/ forever,” he pleaded, voice heavy with emotion.


    A year ago, those words might have swayed her. Now, they felt empty, like crocodile tears.


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    Skr dialed the emergency number. “911? I’m being harassed. The location is…”


    She had only listened to Christopher’s rambling to find out what he was plotting. The photos were


    personal, probably only kept by Joe, Vera, or their close friends. Why did Christopher have them?


    Even the rumors floating online didn’t include pictures that were this clear or any kind of close–ups.


    When Christopher realized she was calling the police, his face twisted.


    “You! You really don’t care about our rtionship at all, do you? What will you do if Joe throws you


    away? You can’t afford to go against the Ruells.


    “Are you not afraid they’ll target you and make sure you lose your job with Mr. Gardner Senior? I’m


    doing this for your own good, yet you called the police!”


    He couldn’t believe how ruthless she had be. After being apart for so long, he had hoped her


    anger would have faded, maybe even miss their past together. But now, she was colder than ever;


    she treated him like he didn’t exist.


    Remembering his bold promises to Vera, he reached into his pocket. Before Skr could react, he


    sprayed something in her face. “Don’t me me for this.”


    That was thest thing she heard before everything went ck. Moving quickly, Christopher pulled


    a jacket from his bag and carefully dressed her in it. He supported her limp body, guiding her to the


    side of the road.


    A car pulled up shortly after, but just as they were about to leave, Skr’s colleagues passed by.


    One of them nced over at Christopher and muttered, “That girl looks like Skr.”


    “Does she?”


    They looked again, but her face was obscured, pressed against his shoulder. Besides, she seemed


    like someone who had had too much to drink.