Rather than face such uncertainties, it’s better to choose to stay with everyone else...
With more frequent encounters with Little Mars, she increasingly felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy, completely inexplicable.
At night, the villa was peaceful.
Laura Quincy slept in the guest room on the second floor. As she was deep in sleep, the door was quietly opened, and Mary tiptoed in, lighting a stick of incense by the bedside.
Then, she left.
About ten minutes later, John entered the room.
At that mont, Laura, who was sleeping, opened her eyes absent-mindedly, and the first thing she saw was an oval crystal pendant necklace swinging rhythmically before her eyes...
Gradually, her consciousness beca blurred.
Only then did John speak softly, "Who are you?"
Stumbling, Laura responded, "I am Laura Quincy."
"Five years ago, were you an exchange student at the University of Aethelgard?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"I am sure."
"Did anything else morable happen?"
"No, everything is very vague."
The dialogue inside was extrely quiet, and Jason Hawthorne and Mary waiting outside could not hear a thing.
Ten minutes later, John erged from the room, holding the incense holder, and spoke softly, "She didn’t recall anything."
Jason showed surprise, "She didn’t rember anything?"
John nodded, "Yes."
Jason said nothing further; he knew his friend’s hypnotism never failed. His reputation was internationally acclaid, and he held a patented original hypnosis therapy system. Countless global tycoons and political figures sought to hire him.
The sa night.
Jasper Hawthorne was called to the study by his father Wade Hawthorne for a chat.
"Jasper, when are you planning to get engaged to the third Miss Jennings?"
"Dad? That’s way too soon! We’ve only t twice in total." Jasper was utterly surprised.
"Too soon, you say! If you both co from matching backgrounds and have a good impression of each other, then get it settled quickly. This way, both sets of parents can relax. Do you want to procrastinate until your third uncle and Stella Jennings are engaged first?"
Jasper hesitated montarily before speaking, "Dad, I have so information that you’re definitely keen on. If I tell you, will you agree not to interfere with my marriage for now?"
Wade glanced at his son, "Jasper, your wife can only be the third Miss Jennings, Serena Jennings. If your information is useful, I will agree to extend the deadline by a month."
Pain flickered across Jasper’s brow, "Dad..."
Wade waved his hand, "As long as whover you like after marriage doesn’t affect your relationship with Serena, neither Dad nor Mom will care."
This statent was very clear.
Jasper felt heavy-headed and unsteady on his feet. Born into such a prestigious family, everything looked glamorous, yet he longed for... the freedom of ordinary people.
Seeing his son remain silent, Wade reminded him, "You ntioned wanting to tell sothing earlier?"
Jasper took a deep breath, "Dad, haven’t you always wanted to disrupt the collaboration between Uncle and Giselle International Trading Co.? I now have insights into the company’s needs, which can help us gain an advantage."
Wade’s eyes lit up, "Really?"
He never dread his son would possess such valuable information.
Seeing his father’s expression, Jasper knew he was pleased, and imdiately said, "Dad, isn’t this information worthy of a three-month extension?"
What he needed now was to stall as long as possible; as long as his father didn’t pressure him into getting engaged to Serena, he had a chance to earn his parents’ recognition for Laura.
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