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Chapter 1125 - 1124: Let’s Visit University A
In this world, countless types of silhouettes exist, many of which are generally the same.What if Fiona Sutton herself made a mistake?
After all, she missed Yancy Hastings too much.
"Silly girl, don’t overthink it. Things will pass, very soon."
Soon it will pass, and no one can stop the events that are about to happen.
"Are you really sure it’s Yancy Hastings?"
Charles Northwood furrowed his brow. For someone presumed dead with no body found, everyone naturally hopes he’s still alive.
"I said I’m not sure, but..."
Even though she’s not sure, she firmly believes.
This ambiguous feeling is simply inexplicable.
"Alright, I understand. I’ll look into it."
The underground business of the Northwood Family is now entirely under his management, so investigating these matters is quite simple.
"Okay."
Fiona Sutton didn’t know why Charles Northwood had changed, nor did she know what connections he possessed.
What she knew was that Charles Northwood had many, many secrets.
"Have you told Tara Jameson about your return?"
Fiona Sutton suddenly changed the subject, catching Charles Northwood off guard.
"No."
"Why?"
Fiona Sutton was very surprised.
Why is that?
Now that he has returned, why hasn’t he told Tara Jameson?
Could it be that he no longer likes Tara Jameson?
How could that be possible?
How could Charles Northwood not like Tara Jameson?
"In this world, there are too many questions. The word ’why’ often goes unanswered."
His work is destined never to see the light.
And Tara Jameson, unwilling to be furtive.
No choice, he must act decisively; it’s for the best for everyone.
What Charles Northwood didn’t know was that Tara Jameson already knew he had returned to the country.
The entire University A was abuzz, talking about his achievements abroad, and rumored he’s dating a stunning woman.
She wished to speak congratulatory words to Charles Northwood face-to-face, but...
Nothing came out.
"Tara Jameson, I heard Professor Northwood returned to the country. Do you think he’ll continue teaching at our school?"
One woman in the dormitory spoke, her face full of expectation.
"Who knows? But the chances are almost none."
Charles Northwood might not even visit University A.
That was Tara Jameson’s understanding, as she held a stool and sat at the top floor, amid the fragrance of her classmates’ freshly washed sheets carried by the wind.
Watching these sheets flutter in the breeze, she seemed to see herself in those moments.
Since they agreed not to meet, then...
They must hold to it.
......
"Up to now, you’ve been unwilling to reveal your situation. Charles Northwood, are we even friends?"
Fiona Sutton looked at Charles Northwood, unable to resist asking the question again, hoping this time he wouldn’t evade.
Charles Northwood knew he couldn’t hide any longer, and could only sigh.
"Things are quite complex. It’s just that I wasn’t born into a regular family. When I was little, due to certain circumstances, I had to live outside..."
So, in essence, these matters are just the clichés of an evening soap opera.
"So, have you now returned home?"
Looking into Charles Northwood’s eyes, Fiona Sutton found them as enchanting as dumbbells.
"Yes, I’ve returned home."
Charles Northwood nodded. Even if he was unwilling, he still had to return home.
After all, there are too many, many ties.