Chapter 341 Someone Who Doesn’t Matter
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Winston and Dalton locked eyes; one looking up, the other looking down. Neither of them spoke. Silence stretched between them.
The air seemed to thicken with a chilling tension…
In the end, Winston was the first to break eye contact. He stepped around Dalton’s wheelchair and strode toward Jean.
“Let’s go.”
He shot her a nce, signaling for her to follow.
But Jean’s gaze lingered on Dalton. The teenager’s wheelchair was still parked in ce; he hadn’t tried to push himself forward.
“Uh…” She hesitated. “Are we just leaving him here? His wheelchair…”
Irritation flickered in Winston’s eyes. “He can manage on his own.”
With that, he turned on his heel and walked off in the opposite direction. Jean nced left, then right, then finally decided to follow Winston.
She jogged a few steps to catch up with him, and the two walked side by side under the trees‘ shade.
“Winston, who is he, really?” Jean looked at Winston’s sharply defined profile. “You two have beef or something?”
Winston’s lips pressed into a thin line; silence again. A few seconds passed before he finally spoke in a low, unreadable tone, “I wouldn’t say it’s a grudge… he’s just someone who doesn’t matter anymore.”
With that, his thin lips tightened into a straight line, like he had no intention of continuing the conversation.
Jean caught the look on his face and took the hint; she didn’t press further. After leaving Sterford Academy, she rushed straight back to the Ginger mansion.
Everything she’d seen and heard at school today had left her unsettled–she needed time to process.
She hadn’t expected to run into Sarah <b>so </b>soon. But this version of Sarah didn’t seem to have been reborn yet; right now, she just looked like some ordinary kid from the countryside.
Once Sarah came back to life, Jean’s good days would be numbered.
It felt like Jean was walking around with a sword dangling above her head, one that could fall at any móment and leave her bloody and broken….
Then her thoughts turned to Dalton-
Whether in the novel or in the foggy corners of her memory, Jean couldn’t find anything about him.
Maybe he was just some extra with barely any lines. She never paid that much attention when reading, so it made sense she didn’t know who he was<b>. </b>
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Chapter 341 Someone Who Doesn’t Matter
<i>But</i>, <i>where </i><i>had </i><i>I </i><i>heard </i><i>Dalton’s </i><i>voice </i><i>before</i>?
Jean scratched her head, frustration tightening in her chest.
She didn’t know him, yet she’d heard his voice before… weird.
Lying on her bed, Jean silently tried to piece things together.
The bedroom door suddenly rapped twice.
Jean didn’t move, just mumbled, “Come in.”
The door creaked open…
“Jean.” Sienna stood at the doorway, a gentle smile on her face.
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She had fully recovered from her injuries; she’dpletely shaken off Matheo’s shadow, and now looked more radiant than ever.
Jean sat up halfway. “Mom…”
Seeing how pale she looked, Sienna’s eyes filled with concern.
She hurried over to the bed and wrapped an arm around Jean’s shoulders, her voice soft. “Is this about school? I heard about that ridiculous stunt with the level cement test.”
Her eyes briefly shed with coldness. “I’ll make sure they shut up soon. Spouting nonsense… You’re my daughter. It doesn’t matter whether you take that test or not; they can talk till their tongues fall off, it won’t change a thing.”
Jean stared into her mother’s eyes; for some reason, the ache in her chest only deepened.
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