Chapter 73
Ninus raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Was it her parents?”
Frank replied. “He said he’s her brother. He’s really handsome, too–definitely doesn’t look like any ordinary man,
Nina roze momentarily, her eyes flickering with a trace of calculation. Nobody seemed to notice.
videa Frank had been looking for her. As the school day ended, students streamed out of the gates, and she joined the crowd heading toward the exit. Wren stood near the school entrance, partially obscured by the bustle of parents waiting to pick up their children. Clara didn’t notice him at first.
It wasn’t until she stepped through the gate and someone called out, “Ms. Salford,” that she instinctively smiled and looked in the direction of t That was when her eyes met Wien’s
the voice
Clara trove, caught off guard. For a second, she just stood there, her mind blank. Then, as if by reflex, she tored on her heel, intending to head back inside. The last thing she wanted was to deal with him right now.
When hadn’t expected her reaction. There was no excitement in her eyes–no warmth, no words. She simply tumed to leave, as if she couldn’t get away from him fast enough. 11 felt like a blow straight to his chest.
allowing the sting of her rejection, Wren quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist
Why are you running away from me?”
Clara tried to pull her a free, but his grip didn’t loosen. A few parents and students nearby glanced curiously in their direction, intrigued by the scene. Stuck in the awkward position of being the center of attention, Clara sighed and reluctantly turned to face him,
“Wiril,” she muntered, her voice barely audible. He might’ve missed it if he weren’t so focused on her
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