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He nodded and whispered, “Don’t worry about that. Focus on your coming examinations.”

Indeed. Why bother? That was none of my business anyway.

Independence Day holiday.

Thanks to Emery, I got to sit in on classes at K University. That would really help with my revision for the examinations.

I met Emery’s fiancé, Hunter Zane, as I got out of class. He was a tall, soft-spoken, bespectacled man, every inch of him was gentlemanly.

He was the one who wrote the recommendation for me to attend classes at K University. “Prof Zane!” Waving my arms, I called out to him from afar.

He saw me, smiled and stopped in his track.

I went up to him and saw he was holding some law books. He must have just finished his class. “Anymore classes later?” I asked.

He shook his head. “I am done for the day. What about you? How was the English class?”

“I have learned a lot!” I replied as we walked out of campus together. “Are you going to Clermont later in the day?”

“I may not be able to make it. I have guests coming, so I have to pick them up. Please help me get a message to Emery—ask her to join us for dinner tonight.” Hunter replied.

“Sure! Your parents are coming?” I probed. He smiled and nodded.

Hunter’s from J City. Since it was nearing their wedding date, I supposed the family came for the wedding.

We parted at the car park as he had to rush off for his next appointment.

I walked to and from class most of the time as K University was not far from Clermont. The weather was refreshing, perfect for a nice and relaxing stroll.

I did not notice the black Bentley that stopped by the side of the road until someone blocked my path.

It was Marcus.

“What’s up?” I grunted.

“Where are you heading? Let me give you a lift.” He stood there leisurely with a hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his long fingers.

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