The moment she got up, Dn stopped crying and asked Mnie in a choked <b>voice</b>, “Mel, have you still not forgiven me?”


    Mnie’s steps faltered, and she looked back at the woman. She caught the anticipation and panic in Dn’s eyes.


    Mnie was silent for a moment before she looked down and replied softly, “No.”


    Her voice was soft, but Dn still caught her answer clearly.


    Dn sat there stiffly for some time, watching the direction Mnie left. It was not until she heard footsteps that she slowly came back to her senses.


    The luster on her face immediately faded. She sprawled herself on the table and cried even more loudly, with more despair than before. The staff in charge of watching over her heard her and came over. He reminded her sternly, “No crying!”


    Mnie left the prison, her heart unfettered.


    Dn asked her if she had forgiven her, and Mnie blurted out her response practically without even thinking about it.


    How could she forgive Dn, and for what?


    All of Mnie’s feelings for Dn disappeared the day her grandfather left. She did not even think about telling her about Howard, who was in Oskon City. There was no need to.


    Xander brought Mnie back to the vi directly so that she could rest. Only when they arrived did


    they realize that Reny and the others were there.


    There was food on the table. Just one look told them that they had been waiting for them toe back.


    Reny and Yvonne weed them, saying, “Finally, you guys are back. Otherwise, we’d have to warm up the food a third time.”


    Xander had Mnie’s suitcase in his hand as he smiled in return. “You guys dig in first. I’m going to put the stuff upstairs.”


    Rushing to see Dn right after taking a flight back had left Mnie exhausted. After she sat down and ate with Reny and Yvonne<b>, </b>she immediately made her way upstairs to clean up and rest. Lying on the bed, she felt exhaustion deep within her bones. Despite that, she hovered between waking and dreams.


    Suddenly, her phone rang, waking her up.


    Howard was calling her. It was nine in the evening, and Mnie immediately hung up the <b>call</b>. However, she had no intention of going back to bed.


    She got up and went downstairs<b>, </b>only <b>to </b>realize there were still people in the living room. It was Liana


    and her husband.


    Liana saw her and waved at her. “You’re awake? Come here quickly. We were just discussingwyers.”


    Luther was a decoratedwyer, and Mnie had not had the time to find herself one yet.


    It was not difficult to find awyer, but it was difficult to find one who could match Luther.


    Yvonne said, “It’s fine. I got my friend to ask around. We’ll definitely find someone good.”


    Mnie nodded and picked her own brain for a suitablewyer candidate. She had been rushing to get back before and had forgotten to think about it. She had to admit that it was actually difficult to find a capablewyer in such an emergency.


    The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat silent for a moment when Mnie’s phone on the table rang again. It was Lee this time.