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    However, she had made a clean break from him not too long ago. If she suddenly approached him now, he would surely think she had just been ying too hard to get.


    Worse, he might find her actions maniptive and push her even further away.


    That was why Rachel couldn’t promise anything. “Elsa, I’ll try my best, but things might not work out. I hope you and Huey are ready for that possibility.”


    Elsa nodded quickly, her gratitude overflowing. “Thank you, Rachel. I had almost given up hope, but I never thought you’d still be willing to help us. Oh, by the way, there’s an alumni reunioning up in two days. It’s not often we all get together—you shoulde.”


    Seeing Elsa’s excitement, Rachel felt it would be rude to refuse and nodded in agreement. Wait… the alumni reunion?


    Hadn’t Tracy invited Brian to that as well?


    If it was supposed to be around this time, shouldn’t it have already taken ce?


    “What’s wrong?” Elsa asked, picking up on Rachel’s puzzled expression.


    “I thought the reunion was already over.”


    “It was supposed to best Friday, but some alumni hadst-minute conflicts, so we pushed it back. It’s happening in two days.”


    Two days would go by in a sh.


    On the day of the reunion, Rachel chose a simple outfit, kept her makeup natural, and met up with Elsa.


    The venue had a cozy, weing atmosphere, and by the time they arrived, most of the ssmates were already there, chatting andughing.


    “You must be hungry. Let’s get something to eat first,” Elsa suggested, steering Rachel toward the buffet.


    Rachel had barely taken a few bites when an alumnus approached, inquiring about Myrna’s condition.


    Myrna’s sudden misfortune had be a topic of deep concern among them.


    Before long, Elsa was swept away by others, leaving Rachel to quietly observe from the sidelines. She didn’t mind—being unnoticed suited her just fine.


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    She had only just started eating when a man walked up to her. His face lit up in recognition. “Rachel Marsh, a manager of White Group! It really is you! I almost didn’t believe my eyes. We’ve had a few reunions before, but this is the first time you’ve joined us. What a surprise!”


    Rachel hesitated for a moment, the man’s face vaguely familiar but not quite ringing a bell.


    The event had drawn arge crowd, and the venue was spacious, making it hard to keep track of everyone.


    Some faces stood out—she could match them to names without much effort.


    But there were plenty of others she simply couldn’t ce.


    And yet, from the way he spoke, it was clear he knew her well. Rachel put on a polite smile and said, “Just call me Rachel. And let’s not talk about work.”


    She didn’t want to mention her position at White Group at a casual gathering like this.


    However, the man grew even more enthusiastic. “How could I? You’ve aplished so much—getting into White Group, bing a manager at such a young age. I really admire you!”


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