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    But after asking Ronald for help, Tracy added, “I’m sorry.”

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    Tracy was smart. She knew Ronald had always kept his whereabouts and identity hidden so well, and the only time he could’ve been exposed was that time when Franklin had his ident.

    Back when she rescued Ronald, she’d heard the kidnappers mention he came from Jezelton, so the people he was hiding from had to be from Jezelton.

    Franklin had survived that critical moment only because of the doctor Ronald had brought from Jezelton.

    When he saw her apologizing to him for this, Ronald let out a helpless sigh. “Tracy, you don’t need to apologize to me. I’m doing all these willingly.

    “If anyone should be apologizing, it should be me apologizing to you.”

    He looked straight into Tracy’s eyes, those intense eyes of his carrying an aggressive stubbornness. “I’m a huge, huge trouble. Being around me means you’re bound to get tangled up in all of it.

    “Now that my whereabouts are already exposed, there’s a chance your information hasnded in that person’s hands, and he coulde after you at any time.

    “So, Tracy, are you scared?”

    His hand tightened without him even noticing, his voice soft when he asked, his whole heart in

    suspense.

    He was afraid of hearing the answer he didn’t want from her lips, yet deep down, he silently promised himself that even if she said she was scared, he would never let go.

    His life had been so dark that he would fight to hold onto the tiniest bit of light with everything he had.

    This was also the first time, in all the time they’d known each other, that Tracy had seen such deep stubbornness in his face–it waspletely different from the sunny, cheerful side he usually showed.

    But to her, Ronald didn’t look strange at all right now.

    If he really were that bright, sunshiney type, he must have grown up surrounded by love and

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    protection. Then how could he have almost been sent to Angelic Etiquette Academy? How could he have said that she was the only one he had in this world?

    Tracy’s eyes stayed locked on Ronald’s, not missing the nervousness in his gaze.

    She didn’t look away. Her lips parted slightly, and she simply said, “I’m not scared.”

    She didn’t exin why she wasn’t scared, nor did she say anything else to make Ronald believe

    her.

    But just those few words were enough to finally make his heart settle.

    He took her hand in his, his smile blooming again.

    The sweet dimples on his face were clear and pure, making him look like a college kid who’d been sheltered at home, untouched by a single wound from the outside world.

    Tracy nced at their intertwined hands but didn’t pull away, letting him lead her forward slowly.

    Feeling herck of resistance, Ronald’s smile deepened, and his grip grew stronger.

    He knew that as long as he didn’t let go first, Tracy would never let go of his hand.

    And he was the same. As long as Tracy didn’t let go, he never would either.

    Night fell.

    Jezelton.

    Even though Ronald had been away from Jezelton for a long time, some things still unfolded exactly as he’d expected.

    For example, the information about Tracy had been delivered to a certain person’s study as fast as possible.

    This information included Tracy’s life story–except for those two years she’d spent at Angelic Etiquette Academy.

    After all, the Academy’s power had stood unshaken in the country for so many years; not just anyone could dig into it, not even a big name in Jezelton.

    But there were exceptions to every rule–for instance, certain “guests” who had once been to

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    In the stillness of the night, the warm yellow light glowed over the desk, making the already solemnly decorated study feel even heavier.

    A man with an aura of cool elegance and nobility loungedzily in his chair.

    He wore deep–blue pajamas, with a towel draped around his neck, his toned chest half- revealed, and damp hair falling over his forehead. Combined with his sharp features, he radiated a noble, intimidating presence.

    In his hand was a folder. His long, well–defined fingers pinched the photo of Tracy from inside, and his lips curved slightly.

    “So it’s you.”

    He seemed a little surprised but even more pleased.

    Then he picked up his phone and dialed his assistant, his gaze never leaving the photo in his hand. “Book me a ticket. I’m going to Cloudville in person.”

    Because of Tom’s disappearance, Erin had been extra anxioustely.

    Tom never got on that boat!

    She’d first thought that greedy, shameless jerk had gone back on his word and wanted to keep ckmailing her, so she’d contacted him herself, ready to settle ounts. But she couldn’t find him anywhere.

    Even when she offered to pay him, she got no reply.

    That was definitely not Tom’s style, which meant something must have happened to him.

    Erin didn’t actually care what happened to Tom–in fact, she’d been wishing for his death for a long time.

    But first, she had to get whatever he was holding over her.

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