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    Kristopher, seated beside her, elegantly manipted his phone, his long fingers swiftly dialing numbers. He called his assistant Marc, the president of Nawrin University, and finally, the university’s security department.


    In the brief drive from the hospital to Nawrin University, Kristopher, with just a few calls and a nce at his mobile, orchestrated a simple but effective n. He managed to have the security office clear the vans parked beneath Fred’s dormitory.


    “Is this your solution?” Belinda asked as they paused at a red light, turning to look at Kristopher. “You said not to rm the police, and I assumed you had a more borate n. So, it was merely about involving the university’s security?”


    Kristopher, still fiddling with his phone, responded nonchntly, “Though simple, it’s effective.”


    Belinda snorted dismissively. “I could have done that too.”


    “Are you sure?” Kristopher raised an eyebrow, challenging her. “Do you also have connections with the president of Nawrin University, able topel him to mobilize the security department for you at this hour?”


    Belinda’s anger dissipatedpletely with Kristopher’s words. She realized, with painful rity, how little influence she had. If she had possessed the power she wished for, her initial response to Fred’s distress wouldn’t have been to involve the police.


    “Those cars had been parked under the dormitory building for so long, and it’s no surprise the students noticed, prompting security to chase them away,” Kristopher remarked, noticing her silence. He shifted in his seat to find a morefortable position, his attention drifting to the passing traffic. “No one will connect this incident to Fred, and he’ll avoid any repercussions. This oue is far better than if you had intervened yourself.” He nced at her briefly after hisment. “Don’t worry. Your sacrifice won’t go in vain.”


    When Kristopher had first presented his conditions, Belinda had remained calm, her mind fully focused on Fred’s safety. Now, however, in the dim, uncertain light of the car, his deep voice, offering reassurance, made her ears warm with a blush. The darkness inside the vehicle kept her reaction hidden from his view.


    Soon enough, they arrived at the male dormitory of Nawrin University. Throughout the drive, Belinda’s phone had been buzzing incessantly, but she had ignored it, focusing on the road as it waste at night. Once they parked, she quickly checked her phone.


    It was a message from Fred. “Belinda, are you the one helping? I saw from the stairwell that those vans have left. Thank you!”


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    “But Danilo just texted me. He said the men in ck who were looking for me are still inside the dorm. They didn’t leave with the vans.”


    “Some are stationed at my dorm room door, others at the entrance, and the rest arebing through each floor…”


    “When can you arrive? I certainly can’t go back to my dorm tonight. I have nowhere else to go, and it’s so cold…”


    Thest message came with a request to share his location.


    Belinda inhaled deeply, epted the location share, and quickly replied, “I’m already here. I’ll find you soon!”


    Fred’s response came back, jittery with relief. “Belinda! I knew you wouldn’t abandon me! I’m hiding in the corridor between the fifth and sixth floors!”


    Belinda could almost picture Fred’s relieved expression as she read his message. She shook her head softly and sighed. “Wait for us.”


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