He clicked his tongue and then nced at Eugene’s hand that had been in his pocket the whole time. ”


    That scumbag, Timothy, sure ran fast. Can we now deal with your precious hand, the one that signs


    eight–figure contracts at the drop of a hat?”


    Xander was not the only one injured; Eugene was also hurt. When Simon came over when he was


    done with his call, he saw the chaos. In the midst of it, some idiot decided to light up a sparkler,


    In the confusion, it was about to be frown at Mnie. Fortunately, Eugene blocked him, but with so


    many people around, everyone’s attention was on Mnie and Xander. Nobody noticed him. Moreover,


    the idiot who was ying with the sparkler had picked a big one.


    The burn on Eugene’s hand extended from his wrist to his palm. It had started to swell because he had


    not gotten it treated immediately. Simon took a photo of it with his phone, and Eugene looked at him


    coldly.


    Simon exined, “Since you’re both injured like this, we should at least get somepensation for


    mental anguish, no?”


    Xander needed to wait for the test results and for the doctor to give the green light before he could


    return to the vi.


    The only ones who hade along were Mnie and Oliver, while Yvonne, Reny, and the others were


    back in the vi.


    When they returned, Merry was already asleep. Mnie felt relieved and went upstairs to wash up.


    When she was done, she saw Yvonne sitting on the bed and scrolling through her phone.


    Seeing her approach, Yvonne handed her the phone. “Here, take a look.


    “What is it?”


    ”


    “Simon sent this to me. He said Eugene got injured. I think it’s a bit suspicious. When we left, he


    seemed perfectly fine, and there was no sign of injury whatsoever.”


    “Simon is really annoying. He must’ve randomly found a photo online.” Yvonne then thought about it for


    a moment. “But why did he send me this photo? He’s not thinking of having me persuade Xander not to


    pursue this matter, right…”


    Yvonne took a random guess at Simon’s purpose in sending her the photo.


    Mnie looked at the photo, lost in thought. Yvonne was not aware, but the photo background was the


    clinic just now, and the color of the clothes matched Eugene’s. Moreover, when Eugene arrived just


    now, he did have his hand in his pocket.


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    After ncing at it for some time, Mnie withdrew her gaze. What did it matter if Eugene was injured?


    It was not her concern.


    Just as she was about to look away from Yvonne, her phone rang. She checked it and saw a friend


    request. It was from a familiar gray silhouette profile picture. The only difference was that this time, the


    name was “2“.


    Mnie did not respond. After sleeping for a while and then checking her phone again, she saw two


    more friend requests from “2“. The person seemed very persistent. Mnie epted the request and


    then went to eat.


    Since Xander was injured, no one was interested in skiing anymore, so they stayed in the vi.


    In the afternoon, the doorbell rang. When Mnie opened the door, she saw Simon standing there with


    a few other young men. He had his arm hooked around one of them, a guy with red hair and a


    rebellious look on his face.


    “Mnie, Timothy said he feels guilty about what happenedst night and came to apologize to you,”


    Simon said simply.


    Timothy lifted his head up arrogantly, not even bothering to look at Mnie.


    Simon paused and added, “Eugene told him toe.”