Sabrina saw the ssage and imdiately said, "Zara’s condition has improved these days, and I wanted to ask if sending her to a special school would be advisable? Would it affect her current state?"
Nash Spencer on the other side didn’t respond imdiately but turned to consult the man next to him who had just finished his work.
Ever since Jasper Fitzgerald returned to Aethel that day, he had been busy with urgent tasks.
For several days, he was working non-stop and hadn’t gotten a proper rest until now when he finally could catch his breath.
He looked exhausted, leaning on the sofa, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand and holding his gold-rimd glasses in the other.
Upon hearing the question, he pondered for a few seconds, raised his eyes slightly, and said, "She can go. Give her Dylan Quinlan’s contact information!"
Nash Spencer was slightly surprised.
Dylan Quinlan grew up with Jasper; their relationship was so close they were like brothers, even majoring in the sa field in college.
After graduation, Dylan chose to work at a special school founded by a female celebrity as a psychological counselor.
Introducing Zara to him shows how much Jasper values this matter.
Not everyone has the privilege of getting a personal recomndation from him!
Nash Spencer followed the order and quickly relayed the exact words, "My lord said she can go!"
He added an address, school na, and a phone number, "This Young Master Quinlan is a friend of our lord, with exceptional professional skills, and can guide Zara well... Dr. Nash can take her there first!"
Sabrina was imnsely surprised when she saw this.
Wasn’t this a coincidence?
The school ntioned was the ’Starlight Academy’ her best friend had ntioned before!
Even Mr. Fitzgerald recomnded it, so it must be fine.
Sabrina imdiately replied, "Please thank Mr. Fitzgerald for , and also thank Assistant Spencer. When you return to Veridia, you must give the opportunity to thank you properly."
Nash Spencer replied simply, "You’re welco."
And with that, the chat ended.
Sabrina didn’t disturb further, although her heart was full of gratitude.
She decided to take Zara to the school to et Dr. Quinlan the next morning!
Before going to bed, she shared this matter with her friend.
Tessa Hughes replied, "What a coincidence, I just finished inquiring about the school, and it’s quite trustworthy. I was going to tell you tomorrow, but it seems you’ve already found out on your side... Since the big shot who helps treat Darling Zara recomnded it, there’s no doubt about it; let’s take her there tomorrow, and I’ll accompany you."
"Great!"
Of course, Sabrina had no objections.
She slept well that night.
Early the next morning, after having breakfast, Sabrina took Zara out to et Tessa at ’Starlight Academy.’
Upon eting, the two quickly took Zara into the school.
Inside, Sabrina roughly surveyed the environnt.
The buildings in front of her didn’t appear much different from a formal kindergarten.
The exterior walls were painted in various colors, not monotonous, with so green plants shaped into different animals.
Recreational facilities were painted with flowers and animals, and even the outer track had a playful charm.
Tessa, who obviously knew more, introduced on the side, "Though it may not seem special, these designs were all crafted by renowned designers. The color sches are visually harmonious, and all facilities are intended for children with psychological challenges, each with its own purpose...
Even the plants were designed by famous horticulturists! The interior, let alone, was constructed based on suggestions from psychologists."
After hearing this, Sabrina realized everything indeed felt more comforting.
As they spoke, they reached the main building.
As they approached, they saw a tall figure standing at the door.
The man wore a simple white shirt and jeans, with a handso face and dium-length hair, looking both soft and elegant.
He appeared particularly graceful and warm!
Tessa, who always admired good-looking n, couldn’t take her eyes off him, "Wow, such a handso guy!"
Sabrina hadn’t reacted yet when she saw the man walking over, speaking in a gentle voice, "Excuse , are you Miss Nash?"
Sabrina imdiately recognized the voice.
It was Dylan Quinlan!
She responded instantly, "Hello, Mr. Quinlan, I’m Sabrina! Are you here just to et us?"
"The school is quite large; I was worried you might not find your way, so I ca."
Dylan Quinlan shook hands with her warmly and courteously, while discreetly observing Sabrina.
His eyes held intense curiosity.
Indeed, he ca specifically to wait! He was genuinely curious about who could make his aloof, Immortal-like friend personally make an introduction!
He’d never known anyone who could make Jasper lower his pride to ask for a favor.
Sabrina was unaware of his thoughts and chatted naturally and sincerely, "Mr. Fitzgerald should have ntioned Zara’s condition to you, and her recovery will rely heavily on your assistance!"
Dylan Quinlan withdrew his hand, responding calmly, "It’s no trouble; it’s what we teachers should do."
Finishing, he shifted his gaze to the pretty young face beside him and said, "Your na is Zara, right? Would you like a welco gift from your teacher?"
Zara appeared timid and did not respond, only watching him cautiously.
Dylan Quinlan was unfazed, smiling as he flipped his palm in front of her.
The next second, like a magic trick, a pink flower appeared in his hand.
Zara’s eyes lit up with curiosity about how the flower appeared out of nowhere.
"Do you like it? It’s for you!"
Dylan Quinlan smilingly tucked the little flower behind Zara’s ear.
The young girl, already incredibly adorable, looked even more lovely with the flower.
"So pretty!"
Dylan Quinlan praised.
On hearing this, Zara instinctively touched the flower, then pursed her lips into a smile.
Sabrina, observing his natural interaction with her daughter, undoubtedly felt relieved as he easily gained her trust, thinking: No wonder he’s Mr. Fitzgerald’s friend; indeed, this school was the right choice!
She couldn’t help but wonder if Mr. Fitzgerald was as warm and gentle as Mr. Quinlan.
No... Perhaps, Mr. Fitzgerald is even more gentle!
Otherwise, why would he be so helpful to a stranger’s child?
While lost in thought, Dylan Quinlan and Zara had completed their initial introduction.
He turned and said, "Let’s take little Zara inside for a tour to see if she has any aversions to the environnt!"
Sabrina naturally had no objections, "Thank you, Mr. Quinlan!"
Dylan Quinlan didn’t mind, leading the way steadily.
With the purpose of helping Zara integrate into this environnt, he walked slowly.
anwhile, he seized the opportunity to observe the little girl’s different reactions to different surroundings.
Sabrina noticed throughout the process, finding issues during the inspection.
The interior facilities were far from simple; they had various simulation classrooms apparently designed to assess the children’s psychological levels.
During the tour, Mr. Quinlan’s attention was mostly focused on Zara.
He even took the little girl to interact with other children.
Occasionally, he took out a paper and pen, jotting down notes.
His serious attitude provided Sabrina with imnse reassurance.
Before they knew it, two hours had passed, and Dylan Quinlan finally announced, "Judging by the morning’s observations, though Zara is timid in unfamiliar environnts, she does not resist, which is a good sign; thus, the school approves her admission! Miss Nash, please bring the necessary paperwork and docunts tomorrow morning to complete the registration."
Sabrina was thrilled, "Thank you so much, Mr. Quinlan."
Dylan Quinlan waved dismissively, "No problem."
After all, it was sothing entrusted by Jasper, so of course, it needed to be done right!
Later, Sabrina, filled with gratitude, left with Zara and her friend, and Dylan Quinlan imdiately called Jasper Fitzgerald.
Jasper Fitzgerald was evidently still resting, suddenly being woken up, his voice deep and a bit hoarse, his tone very cold, "Speak!"
Dylan Quinlan was quite curious, "What’s your relationship with Miss Nash?"
Jasper Fitzgerald frowned, asking faintly, "Did she go to the school? How was it?"
Dylan Quinlan replied, "She passed the test and was accepted... You still haven’t answered my question! What’s your relationship with her? We’ve been friends for so long, and I rarely see you ask for favors, yet you made an exception this ti!"
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