CHAPTER 23: CHAPTER 23: UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

The young man didn’t expect her to rescue him and even give him money to leave.

For a moment, he was so touched that he didn’t know what to say.

He nodded, "I know what it’s like to be sick, I would never infect others."

Lucy chuckled softly at his words, "That’s good, tear up this contract. You probably don’t have a household registration, so go get one and an ID, live well. I don’t have much money, just enough to buy your freedom. Alright, I’m leaving. Take care."

"What’s your name...?" His voice was hoarse.

"If fate allows, I’ll tell you next time we meet."

"My name is Elliot Gill."

"I’ll remember that." Lucy smiled at him and glanced at the time, "Elliot Gill, I’m going home. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Goodbye...

See you again...

So he thought in his heart.

Watching her get into the taxi and leave, those bright and captivating eyes lingered in Elliot Gill’s mind, remaining unforgettable for a long time.

——

On October 8th, Lucy Eaton’s funeral directing exam results came out, and she scored exceptionally well.

She received certifications in Level 5 Embalming and Level 5 Funeral Service skills.

This was a validation of her abilities, despite entering the field halfway through!

After getting this, she proposed her resignation to the director.

The director was very puzzled, "Lucy, you just got your certification today and you want to resign?"

"Yes, director, in a few days I have something very important to do that will take several months. Naturally, I can’t take such a long leave, so I have to resign."

"If that’s the case, stay for a few more days until we’ve found someone to replace you before completing the procedures."

"Okay."

Lucy Eaton packed her luggage in advance and brought it to the rented apartment of James Foster.

"Why did you quit your job?"

"Because I want to experience life traveling for a few months."

She wasn’t going to tell James Foster about the life-and-death challenge she was going to participate in because once he knew, he definitely wouldn’t let her go. So she could only wait to tell him after surviving it.

She’s very eager to challenge her limits and train her willpower.

This is an excellent opportunity.

"The world is so big, you want to see it?"

"That’s exactly right."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere with beautiful scenery."

James Foster agreed with her, "If you want to go, just go. Ever since we were young, we’ve been either studying or working. When have we ever had time and money to enjoy life? Now that you have the means, you absolutely should live for yourself."

"I’ll leave my luggage here with you."

"Leave it, when do you plan to go?"

"In a few days, once the funeral home hires a new funeral director, then I’ll leave."

...

On the morning of October 11th, Lucy Eaton received a call from the Life-and-Death Challenge Club, informing her that she could gather with them on November 15th as all four participants had been assembled.

Because it was closed training, they were not allowed to bring any communication devices or contact family members.

She agreed to all of it.

Her only request was to delay by two days, reporting on the morning of the 17th.

The club agreed.

With the date set, Lucy Eaton felt a sense of stability.

A little after two in the afternoon, the new funeral director at the funeral home took over her work.

Lucy Eaton completed the resignation procedures and left the funeral home after four o’clock.

She carried her bag back to Blossom Haven.

Just as she entered, she ran into Grace Hughes.

It was unexpected.

"Hello." Her voice was soft, and she took the initiative to greet.

Lucy Eaton didn’t plan to have any conversation with her, nodded in return, "Hello."

Just as they were about to pass each other, Grace Hughes called out to her, "Um... wait a moment."

Lucy turned around and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Could we exchange contact information?"

"Sure." Lucy readily agreed and then gave her her contact information.

After successfully adding each other as friends, Grace Hughes left.

Lucy noticed she walked very slowly, indicating her injuries hadn’t fully healed.

She looked down at the new friend she added and a cold smile appeared on her lips.

...

"I just bumped into Grace Hughes, what was she looking for you for?"

Jacob Green set down his teacup and spoke leisurely, "Came without permission to act as a mediator, this woman’s mental resilience is not something ordinary. I had her beaten to that condition, yet she can still meet and talk as if nothing happened."

"Acting as a mediator?" Lucy Eaton was unaware of the conflict between Jacob Green and Stellan Quinn and naturally couldn’t understand what he meant.

Jacob Green concisely explained that he and Stellan Quinn’s relationship was currently very bad and that he no longer liked Stellan Quinn.

After listening to him, it was hard for Lucy to decipher how she felt inside.

Jacob glanced at the clock on the wall, "It’s only five o’clock. Don’t you finish work at five-thirty? Why are you back early?"

"I’ve resigned."

He was surprised, "Why?"

"I have other things to focus on, and taking a long vacation isn’t feasible." She sat down, "And you? Why are you home now?"

"I’m going to a matchmaking party this evening."

Lucy Eaton immediately understood, "Matchmaking parties where elites and socialites frequent, men mostly take it as an opportunity to openly arrange a rendezvous. Women, on the other hand, often aim to find a man with better prospects than their own family to advance their social standing. Someone like you is a highly sought-after catch; try not to drink anything there, because many of those socialites have hearts just as dark as their intentions."

"Hearts as dark as their intentions?" He raised an eyebrow, "How so?"

"You sure know how to focus on the key points."

She got up to find something to eat in the kitchen, and soon came out with a piece of cake and a glass of juice.

One advantage of living in Blossom Haven is having a variety of delicious food and drinks in the fridge.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, and Jacob turned to look at her, "Stop eating, go upstairs, change your clothes, put on some makeup. I’ll take you and Nathaniel with me."

"You’re going for matchmaking; what do I have to do with it? It’s not appropriate for me to go, right?"

"To protect me."

"..." Lucy couldn’t help but laugh, "Mr. Green, you need my protection?"

"Naturally, when dealing with women, it’s best to have a woman on standby."

In the end, Lucy still went upstairs, applied meticulous makeup, and changed her clothes.

Attending such parties usually requires wearing a cocktail dress.

Lucy didn’t have a formal dress, so she chose a white midi dress and layered a long black trench coat over it.

Seeing her outfit, Jacob didn’t say a word and immediately had Nathaniel prepare a new dress.

In forty minutes, Nathaniel brought over a new garment—a fishtail, floor-length evening gown.

Lucy, tall and slender, looked exceptionally graceful in the evening dress.

When she came downstairs, the man waiting on the sofa couldn’t help but stand up, his eyes filled with amazement.