Mnie had been looking into Dn’s eyes the entire time and caught the momentary panic and nervousness <b>in </b>them. She could not quite exin what she was feeling at the moment. Was Dn trying to seek her forgiveness by jumping off the building?
Mnie chuckled inwardly at the thought, her self–mockery evident in her eyes. <b>“</b>Atone? Who do <b>you </b>want to atone to, and what will you do after atoning<b>?</b><b>” </b>she asked.
<b>“</b><b>I </b>want to atone to you, Mnie. I want to atone to you!” Dn suddenly struggled to sit <b>up</b>, but because of her injuries<b><i>, </i></b>her posture was particrly awkward.
Kneeling on the bed, she pleaded with Mnie, <b>“</b>I was <b>wrong </b>before. <b>I </b>shouldn’t have schemed against you. Mnie, please, can you let me die? As long as you’re willing <b>to </b>forgive me, I can die right now!
“I’m willing to die <b>in </b>whatever way you want me to. <b>If </b>you want me dismembered or yed alive<b>, </b><b>I’m </b>willing to do <b>it </b>as long as you’re willing to <b>forgive </b>me. Even <b>if </b>it means jumping into a deep–fryer<b>, </b><b>I’m </b>willing!”
Dn grew more and more agitated as she spoke<b>. </b>She was even smashing her head against the iron railing at the foot of the bed, making a loud banging sound.
While she continued to hit her head against the railing<b>, </b>she asked Mnie, “Mnie, will this satisfy you?”
Finally, Xander called a nurse in to sedate Dn, which calmed her down. Mnie watched Dn lie on the hospital bed for a while before closing her eyes and saying, “Let’s go<b>.</b>”
When Dn tried to hit her head against the railing just now, Mnie instinctively reached out to stop her. However, Dn ended up scratching her on her wrist.
Xander looked at her. He was about to say something but remained silent in the end.
Mnie was quiet along the way. The moment they exited the hospital<b>, </b>she said, “I’m going to Navair Law Firm. I need tomunicate with Miss Henson in advance about some matters to prevent any
problems.”
Xander thought of Dn and nodded. “I’ll go with you.”
Mnie’s worries were not unfounded. If she had expected something of Dn before, she now needed to prepare for the worst. Dn could not <b>be </b>the <b>reason </b>she lost <b>the </bwsuit.
When she arrived at thew firm, Zara was <b>just </b>seeing off a client. Mnie immediately exined her
purpose foring.
Zara was not surprised to hear what <b>she </b>said and insinuated, “<b>If </b>you were to look into the cases Luther has handled, you might find that such idents are not unique to your situation.”
Mnie paused, suddenly realizing something. She left the office<b>, </b>took out her phone, and carefully
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searched through Luther’s recent cases.
They <b>all </b>had one thing <b>in </bmon—the witnesses for the intiffs encountered various unexpected incidents<b>, </b>preventing them from appearing in court to testify. Either that or their testimonies were directly deemed invalid.
<b>Mnie’s </b>mood remained low after she left thew firm until she returned to the vi, Xander looked at her with <b>a </b>slight frown before turning around and entering the kitchen. When he came out again, he brought out <b>a </b>te of <b>piping </b><b>hot </b>pasta.
There was <b>a </b>slight helplessness <b>in </b>his eyes as he said, <b>“</b>You haven’t eaten anything all morning<b>. </b>Come and <b>have </b>some.”
Mnie did not have much appetite, but faced with Xander’s concern<b>, </b>she could not refuse his gesture. She could only go over to him and <b>force </b>herself to eat. <b>The </b><b>food </b>tasted nd in her mouth.
There was a lull before Xander abruptly asked, “Does <b>the </b>food taste that bad<b>?</b>”
Her fork froze midair. “<b>No</b><b>, </b>it’s delicious<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“I see you’re forcing yourself to eat. I thought my cooking skills had regressed.” Xander chuckled.
Mnie did <b>not </b>continue trying to eat, She knew Xander was trying <b>to </b>lighten the mood<b>, </b>but she could not bring herself <b>to </b>smile right now<b>. </b>
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Nander sighed softly and dropped his casual sunile. When the others left the hospital, they all went their separate ways, leaving only the two of them in the vi, Xander lowered his gaze and looked at Mnte with a sh of pity in his eyes.
“Don’t worry too much. Things will get better,” he said gently.
Mnie pierced the piece of steal with her fork. It had been perfectly cooked. She lowered her gaze and stared at the steak as she asked in a low voice, “Do you think I can win this time?”
“Yes,” Xander replied without hesitation.
Mnte looked up at him and asked, “Are you just trying tofort me?<b>” </b>
“Yes, but not entirely,” Xander met Mnie’s eyes solemnly. “Mnie, you need to know that you <b>were </b>right from the beginning, so you won’t lose.”
Mnie was quiet for a moment but then finally said, “But Dn jumped <b>off the </b>building. Am I too stubborn?”
She had been like a dog on a bone. It was why Dn pretended to be crazy and jumped off the building, Mnie could not help but feel suffocated when she thought about Dn kneeling in that contorted position, banging her head against the railing.
Dn had constantly asked her if she was satisfied. Mnie felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. She had been trying to suppress her emotions since leaving the hospital<b>, </b>fearing that she would copse.
Dn’s manic appearance had actually terrified Mnie.
Sitting across from her, Xander could clearly see the confusion and pain in Mnie’s eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, “Mnie, you’re indeed a stubborn person<b>, </b>but you’re also very brave.”
He thought for a moment and said, “Your grandfather <b>would </b><b>be </b>very pleased to see you like this.”
Mnie’s hand that was gripping the fork suddenly trembled. She lowered her head and looked at the pasta on the te. She bit her lip <b>tightly</b><b>. </b>
<b>She </b>felt unwell. She had barely taken a few bites of her food before going upstairs to rest. Even then, she could not sleep. She decided to search for more cases Luther had previously handled on her phone. At around 4:00 pm<b>, </b>she received a message.
Yvette had created a group chat at some point, <b>with </b>Eric and several others part of it. The message was from Eric<b>, </b>who specifically tagged Mnie: [Mr. Lowe’s ne is <b>at </b><b>10 </b>o’clock tomorrow morning. Are you going to the airport?]
Seeing the message, Mnie was <b>quiet </b>for a moment before replying: [Yeah].
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She had discussed with Eugene about going to the airport to pick <b>up </b>Jackson. It was not something that could be dyed<b>, </b>especially since it was part of her job at Burning Star Studio.
Mnie pinched her temples and then got up to pack her luggage. There was not much <b>to </b>pack as <b>her </b>
uitcase had almost gone untouched since she brought it back.
The flight was at seven o’clock in the evening. Mnie dragged her luggage downstairs. She coincidentally bumped into Oliver and the others<b>, </b>who were returning.
“Are you going over tonight?” Reny asked.
“Yeah, Jackson <b>will </b>arrive at the airport tomorrow morning<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“Have the boss take you. It’s dark outside now<b>, </b>and it <b>won’t </b>be <b>easy </b><b>to </b><b>get </b><b>a </b><b>taxi</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Mnie’s phone rang just then<b>, </b>and <b>it </b>was Eugene calling.
“The flight is at seven o’clock tonight,” he said.
Mnie did not reply and just waited for him <b>to </b>say what he wanted to say next.
“Lee will go pick <b>you </b>up. We should discuss the <b>matter </b>regarding Jackson Lowe again<b>,</b>” he said, his voice cold and deep.
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