Matthew immediately gasped in surprise. He asked, "William, are you crazy? Don''t even think about going after Lynn. She''s not just any woman. You know Damian, right?


    "He''s already pretty impressive, being the nephew of the head of The


    Dragonshade Society. But Lynn is his woman!"


    Iughed awkwardly, thinking that Jaxon was long gone, so there was no need to worry about that anymore.


    But I wasn''t interested in Lynn, and I didn''t want any rumors spreading, so I nodded and followed his words. "After hearing you say that, I''m actually a little worried. I''ll stay away from Lynn from now on."


    "Yeah! Stay away from her!"


    When we got back to school, Matthew suggested that we grab a bite together, and I agreed. Last time, when we dined with Tiffany and the others, I didn''t get to eat, and they were too busy entertaining the women to eat properly.


    But now, with just the guys, it would be a different story.


    We ate ravenously, and the atmosphere was lively.


    Just as we were about to head to themercial street by the school to grab some food, a beautiful woman suddenly stopped in front of us.


    "Ms. Morgan?" It was Crystal.


    It had been a while since Ist saw her, and I had almost forgotten what she looked like. Seeing her now felt strange.


    "William, I need to talk to you," she said, looking down, her demeanor a bit shy and awkward.


    She hadn''t appeared before me for some time, so I figured that she must be facing some trouble. I quickly made eye contact with Matthew and the others and then took her to a quieter spot.


    "What''s going on? Is something wrong?"


    Crystal looked at me sadly and said, "You must be wondering why I''ve been gone for so long, right? Have you been angry with me? Have you missed me?"


    I hadn''t missed her at all. In fact, I hadpletely forgotten about her existence.


    But of course, I couldn''t say that to her. She was already so upset. ! wasn''t about to make things worse, so just asked, "What happened? Is there something going on?"


    After looking at me for a long moment, she slowly said, "Do you remember the Porsche you left at our house?"


    "Of course I remember."


    I left it there because they seemed to like it and could borrow it for a while.


    Besides, their garage was spacious, and I knew that the car would be well cared


    for.


    She lowered her head and suddenly started to sob. "William, I''m so sorry. The night you left, one of my cousins stole the key, took the car out, and crashed it. Our family has been


    really worried and busy trying to get


    it fixed.


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    "I even traveled out of town to look for that custom part for you, but I couldn''t find


    it anywhere I went. I don''t know what to do anymore."


    She covered her face and began to cry uncontrobly.


    I couldn''t help butugh. "Is that all?


    I thought something serious


    happened. You wouldn''t normally find the custom part. Many of those parts Can''t be legally sold on the streets. So even if someone bas them, they won''t sell them to you. They would be responsible if


    something went wrong."


    I thought for a moment, then took a piece of paper and wrote down a phone number for her.


    "Contact this person. Tell him the car is mine, and have him do the repairs."


    With the number in hand, she looked at me with gratitude. "You... You''re not mad that I crashed your car?"


    "It wasn''t you who crashed it."


    "But I didn''t take good care of it."


    I sighed lightly and patted her on the shoulder. "It''s just a car. Even if you had


    been the one to crash it, I wouldn''t care. Don''t overthink it."