Edmund had been with her sincest Friday so she didn’t even get the time to apany her parents,


    let alone to attend those parties.


    Actually, at first Chelsea wasn’t quite sure whether she should attend these parties to fit in this group or


    not.


    But Edmund said, “Why do you want to fit in? Didn’t you Learn enough from Olivia’s case? You still got


    Zuri, Fay and many other old friends as friends. They are the ones who care about you the most.


    Sometimes you just care too much about how others think of you.”


    He continued, “You don’t know how to refuse strangers’ request but sometimes you can refuse mine


    coldly and toughly.”


    Chelsea didn’t know what to say. His words were unpleasant but she knew he was right.


    Indeed, Zuri, Fay were good friends of hers and that’s enough. She didn’t need to fawn on anyone else


    or to fit in any group when she didn’t Like to do so.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Zuri, Fay, or even Zora Sugden, who was now almost out of touch with her, didn’t approach her due to


    her position or her prominent background.


    They became friends with each other just because they were attracted by others’ character.


    She definitely didn’t want to make friends with the type of person such as Olivia who approached her


    only for benefits. So, Chelsea decided not to attend these parties.


    One day when Chelsea finished her training and got back to her room, she received a call from Alena


    Morgan.


    Hearing Alena’s voice, Chelsea felt as if she had gone back in time. Chelsea hadn’t been in touch with


    Alena since Alena was sent abroad forcibly by Edmund after Sonya’s death.


    The scene of how Alena gave a p on her face could still appear vividly before her mind’s eyes.


    The moment she answered the call, she heard Alena crying from the other side, “I’m so sorry, Chelsea.


    I shouldn’t have been so mean to you and I shouldn’t have treated you so bad I… I shouldn’t have


    pped you.”


    “I just want to say sorry to you…” her crying wasn’t pleasant to hear and Chelsea frowned.


    Chelsea knew Alena must have some ulterior motives. Otherwise, she wouldn’t apologize to her in


    such a humble way.


    So, she said in a low voice, “What do you want from me?”


    Alena stopped crying but still choked with sobs, “I beg you, Chelsea, to say something for me to


    Edmund. Please, persuade him to let mee back.”


    Alena then burst into tears again, “I couldn’t get ustomed to the life here. I can’t speak thenguage


    hear and I don’t like the food and the lifestyle here. And I have to stay with Jaime Nelson all day long. I


    even want to kill myself!”


    The bitterness in her words told Chelsea that she was telling the truth.


    Chelsea also knew how she was suffKatharineg right now. But why did she call her?


    Edmund was her son and it might be more easily for her to beg her own son.


    Over this, Alena answered the question in her mind, “I know what you have in mind now. I did try to


    contact Edmund for several times, but he either ignored me or didn’t agree to let me go home.”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    “Only one of the ten phone calls I gave him could be answered,” Alena said while sobbing, “I knew he


    hates me bad, but now confining me to this ce couldn’t make up for the mistakes I have made. So,


    please, help me, Chelsea.”


    Hearing her words, Chelsea didn’t think she could manage to persuade Edmund for Alena’s sake so


    she declined, “I don’t think I can help.” Then she didn’t say anything and was about to hang up the


    phone.


    Alena stopped her quickly, “No, Chelsea, now you are the only one Edmund will listen to. He will agree


    if it is you who persuade him!”