Mnie’s first encounter with Eugene had been quite awkward. Her grandfather’s ident had forced her to spend all her time in the hospital. As a young woman who had just started college<b>, </b>she did not know much about anything.
She was running around in a panic, hoping to bring some justice for her grandfather.
However<b>, </bpensation from the driver responsible for the ident was not forting. Despite her grandfather’s job as an educator, his savings were not substantial. He had already set aside funds for Mnie’s college education. There was not much left.
She could not dy the payment of the hospital fees. Besides, with her grandfather recovering from surgery and in a weakened state, he needed proper care.
Even with Mnie working part–time after sses every day, the money needed was still far from enough. During that period, Mnie was like a person made of iron, resting only five hours a day. The prolonged stress had her nerves stretched to the limit.
One day, caught in a sudden downpour, she clumsily sought shelter while dressed in a cumbersome mascot costume. When she looked up, she met the gaze of a tall and handsome young man. Before she could apologize, she met his indifferent eyes.
Later, those eyes frequently appeared in Mnie’s mind. She could not describe the emotions she felt at that time. It was as if the gloominess of the rainy day melted away, transforming into a gentle breeze that surrounded her.
The recollection abruptly came to an end as Mnie closed her eyes. She could feel the tension building within her.
The gentle breeze that blew by back then had long since disappeared. The murmurs from the back seat continued, and Mnie fished out her phone. Just as she unlocked it, she received a message from Yvonne.
By the time she sent her reply, they had already reached the branch office.
Near the flower bed at the entrance of thepany were a few men who looked like
troublemakers. They were crouching on the ground.
The head of the branch said, “It’s them. They wait here every day, and when the police show up, they run away. Even if they get caught, it doesn’t matter. They’ll juste back again.”
It wasplete impudence. Mnie’s jaw tightened, and after a moment of silence, she asked, “Did George bring them here?”
Eugene did not answer. Instead, it was Theodore who said somewhat awkwardly, “They do have some connection with him.”
Mnie nodded and said nothing else. Vi blinked, her face wrinkling with worry as she asked Theodore anxiously, “What do these people even want bying to thepany’s entrance every day? Do they want money?”
“It’s not just money. I don’t know where I heard it from, but there’s this rumor going around that Mr. Scott is rted to them somehow. They won’t leave until they’re paid,” the branch head said after parking the car and looking at the people outside with concern.
<b>Mnie’s </b>gaze lowered. <b>Her </b>back stiffened slightly <b>when </b>she heard <b>a </b>cold sneer from the back seat. <b>Voice </b>cold and <b>deep</b>, Eugene <b>scoffed</b><b>. </b>“Rtionship? What rtionship?”
Vi faintly replied<b>, </b>“<b>How </b>dare <b>these </b>people spread such rumors?”
She then looked at Mnie through the rearview mirror and tentatively asked, “Mnie, since these people are your father’s friends, haven’t you exined things to him? What kind of rtionship could there even be between them and Eugene?”
There was<b>, </b><b>of </b>course, no rtionship tying Eugene and them. However, Vi insisted on having Mnie answer the question.
What she was trying to imply was obvious.
Mnie’s gaze turned colder, her chest heaving as she said <b>in </b>a low voice, “What is there for me to exin to them?”
At this counter–question, Vi found herself unable to respond.
Any rtionship between Mnie and Eugene that needed to be exined would involve their romantic rtionship. Vi had initially just wanted to tease Mnie. She had not expected to make herself ufortable.
Mnie withdrew her gaze, calmly pushed open the car door, and got out. The branch head and Theodore followed closely.
Only Vi and Eugene remained in the car.