Chapter 213

After George left, Ethan picked up his phone..

His hopes were shattered.

Ethan threw his book out of frustration, shattering the million-dollar painting on the wall. It was an original work by a renowned artist.

George sighed when he heard the commotion coming from Ethan’s room.

‘If this goes on, he’ll eventually relapse. He’s finally managed to take over the company’s affairs, so it’ll be disadvantageous if something happens to him now! Not only does he have the backing of Mr. and Mrs. Arnold Sr., but he also has the backing of Mr. Young’s ex-wife. That’s why his current position is secured. Now’s not the time for him to mess up.’

George stared at the glass of water in his hand, ‘Not even the best medicine can replace Ms. Jent’s company. Perhaps it’s time for me to do something. If his illness relapses, I hope he doesn’t self-harm like he did in the past.”

Meanwhile, Madelyn ended the conversation with Ethan by giving him a slipshod excuse of being busy with her studies. Then, she set down her phone.

By the time she had finished washing up, it was almost midnight. She switched off her table lamp and gently lay down.

When Madelyn woke up at six o’clock in the morning, Rosario had already prepared breakfast. She sat at the dining table with Zach, who came out of his room earlier than usual. The two ate in silence.

No one spoke, and they shared a rare moment of harmony.

Rosario filled a glass bottle with milk and set it down in front of Madelyn, along with her lunch.

“Don’t forget to drink the milk. It’s still warm.”

“Mhm.”

“Did you bring your painkillers? Does it still hurt?” Rosario was referring to Madelyn’s period cramps.

Madelyn replied, “I’m feeling much better than before.”

“Don’t forget to call me if you don’t feel well.”

“I’ll be fine. There’s a nurse at school.”

Madelyn glanced at the time.

“The bus is almost here,’ she thought.

She immediately gobbled up the rest of her pancakes and said, “I’m done. I need to catch the bus.”

“Eh? Take your stuff with you.”

Madelyn came back and took the thermal bag with her. Then, she darted outside and managed to catch the bus.

‘She hasn’t changed. She’s still as forgetful as ever!’ thought Rosario.

There was already somebody on the bus, and it was none other than Forrest.

“This is odd. He’s always so insufferably arrogant and decides the time he goes to school on his own.

Why’s he up so early to go to school now? Has he changed?’ Madelyn wondered.

The two did not speak at all throughout the entire journey. Forrest did not even spare Madelyn a single glance.

‘It’s almost as if last night didn’t happen at all. He didn’t even come to the library after what I told him the last time. If he doesn’t want to, then so be it. I’ll have lesser distractions,” Madelyn said to herself.

Madelyn sat in the window seat. About ten minutes later, they arrived at school.

She kept a moderate distance from Forrest as they walked.

There were a group of men and women dressed in funeral attire outside the school gate. They held wreaths and wept bitterly.

“Oh… My poor nephew! He’s so young, and he’s in jail! And that sister of mine’s dead because of that girl. Come and see for yourself and help me seek justice!”

She continued, “This isn’t fair at all!!”

This street was a school zone, and at this hour, many parents were dropping off their children at school, so there were many people around. However, the students here were mostly from wealthy or prestigious families. None of them stopped to see the commotion and just went around them.

The security guards could not make the group leave and had no choice but to inform the school authorities. They decided to open the gates and let cars into the school to prevent the students from getting frightened.

Madelyn stared at the commotion, and an ominous feeling grew in her chest.

‘These people… What in the world happened?’ she wondered.

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