After a mont of silence, Laura Quincy finally spoke, "Nina, I seem to recall fragnts from that year more and more often recently, but they’re always incomplete."
Nina Pierce raised her head, "Does Jason Hawthorne know?"
Laura Quincy nodded, "He knows. He said he’s willing to bear whatever feelings I rember, whether it’s anger, rage, or anything else, and asked to promise not to ignore him."
Nina Pierce propped her chin up, "In that case, since you’re ntally prepared, I think the quickest way is to return to where it all began. The sa place might trigger your mories of the past."
Laura Quincy paused her hand that was holding chopsticks, "Are you suggesting... going back to that seaside villa?"
Nina Pierce: "Personally, I think so, on the condition that you are indeed ntally prepared. After all, the mories are unknown to us; none of us knows what exactly happened there."
Laura Quincy’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, indeed! What Nina considered was exactly what she had been pondering. She harbored an inexplicable emotion towards that mory.
Both afraid to touch it, yet wanting to know the truth...
Humans! Often such contradictory creatures; sotis ignorance is bliss, you can manage to live a lifeti with it. Once you know, you will want to uncover the truth.
However, the truth isn’t always beautiful...
"I’ll think about it."
"Yeah, there’s no rush."
The video of Ruth Leighton and Laura Quincy on the street was sohow uploaded to a certain gossip website by a "helpful" netizen, gaining an astonishing amount of shares in a short period.
People during their leisure always love discussing such gossip, and it never fails.
Jason Hawthorne found out only after his friend Asher Thorne called him, "Jason, I think it’d be better if you handled this thoroughly. Otherwise, news will keep popping up, and your old man at ho will only get angrier."
Jason Hawthorne’s brows knitted into a "川" shape, "Understood."
Asher Thorne didn’t say more, "I’ve got things to handle, so it’s up to you! Just let know if you need help."
Jason Hawthorne appreciated his goodwill, "Okay."
He initially thought having Ruth Leighton clean up would suppress things, but issue after issue kept arising, truly the case of declining the toast only to drink the penalty wine!
He pressed the internal extension line, and Mason Cross promptly knocked and entered, "BOSS, did you call for ?"
Jason Hawthorne furrowed his eyebrows, "Imdiately clean up the online videos related to Laura Quincy, and set aside an hour to find Ruth Leighton. By whatever ans necessary, make her apologize to Laura online, and warn them that if this happens again, it won’t be as simple as cleaning garbage."
Mason Cross couldn’t help glancing up at the BOSS, clearly sensing his current anger; Miss Quincy’s stepmother and stepsister really are a handful, always stirring up trouble, and it really doesn’t make sense not to teach them a lesson.
"Understood, I’ll take care of it now."
"Mm."
After Mason Cross left, Jason Hawthorne leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and walked to the window, lighting a cigarette.
Not until the cigarette was extinguished did he take out his phone to dial Laura Quincy.
"Where are you?"
"Shopping with Nina."
"Okay, I’ll co pick you up later."
"No need! I can easily take a cab back myself, you just wait at ho for ."
"It’s settled then, send the address, and I’ll pick you up."
His usual domineering tone, but Laura Quincy could sense the gentleness hidden within...
"..."
Before she could utter a refusal, the call ended, leaving her stunned for a second, staring blankly at her friend beside her.
Nina Pierce, having overheard a good part of the conversation, patted her friend’s shoulder, "I think Jason Hawthorne is just worried about you, saying nothing but knowing everything."
Laura Quincy pressed her lips; he always had his ways of knowing what was happening to her, and silently cared for her...
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