Sam hurriedly went downstairs with her head still boiling in anger. She has to confront Francis while Venere is closed because once it opens, she will no longer have a chance to tell him right to his face that he’s brutally mean for what he did to her. They will be busy the entire day, especially that there’s gonna be a kids’ art camp in the afternoon. She hastened her steps towards the corner where Serin’s paintings are displayed. “You’re dead meat, you will see the wrath in me..” Her head simmered more as soon as her eyes spotted Francis standing in front of the paintings and gazing at them, as if he didn’t wrong someone who only asked if they could open Venere earlier than the scheduled time. But while she was getting closer to him, her steps suddenly slowed down and in an instant, her anger totally faded. Worry is now obviously shown on her face. “You look so down..” She stood behind Francis. The guy didn’t say anything in response but his eyes gave in. tears ran down his f

“Did something bad happen to Ma’am Serin?” Brian can’t take his eyes off the two who seem to be having a very emotional moment in the parking lot. “I guess you're right." It's Hana. "Francis must be comforting her." “Should we go there and join them?” Sam suggested. “To know what’s really going on.” “Let’s go.” Hana said. “Wait, let’s call Sir Glenn and Kaye..” “Wait..” Hana suddenly grabbed Brian’s arm. “Why?” “You know that Sir Glenn is in the pantry??” Puzzled by Hana’s weird question, he only nodded. “Anyway, let’s go down now.” Sam rushed to the door. “You go there first, I’ll call them.” “Umm..” Hana stood in Brian’s way. “You don’t have to, let’s just--” “Guys..” Glenn suddenly showed up from the pantry. “What’s going on outside?” Hana discreetly let out a sigh of relief then looked at Glenn. “We don’t know either, sir.. that’s why we’re going down to check on them.” “I don’t feel good about it. Let’s go..” Glenn rushed outside. The three followed him from beh

After reading the text from Chris, Serin put her phone back in her pocket. “They’re already near here.” “OMG!!!” Hana screamed, standing up suddenly. “I should smell nice.” Then she hurried to her table. “My lips are chapped, this can’t be.” Sam also rose up from sitting and rushed to her station. “As if Sir Jeremy’s best friends will notice them..” Brian uttered. “Girls are girls.” Francis added then looked at Kaye. “Won’t you fix yourself, too? I mean, like putting something on your face or showering your body with perfume? Like what they’re doing now..” “She doesn’t have to.” Hana butt in, she just finished spraying flowery scent cologne on her. “She’s not just very pretty, she also has rapunzel-like hair. That long.” Kaye suppressed a smile as she got what Hana meant. “But..” Sam spoke, busy putting cherry flavored balm on her lips. “Her hair is short though.” Giggles from Hana and Kaye followed while throwing glances at each other. “What was that, huh??” Sam got a fe

“Transcending time??” Serin paused in great surprise, flustered by the slip of her tongue. But she quickly faked an embarrassed face. “Actually it’s not transcending time.. I should have said, in his new life, from being born as Heron Arth to becoming Jeremy Sean.” “Ah, so that’s what you were supposed to say..” Yenny suddenly chuckled. “It’s just funny what ran through my mind a while ago. I thought Jeremy really transcended time, like what happens in fantasy dramas or movies.” “Is someone transcending time funny?” It’s Jeremy. There’s seriousness in his voice. “It’s not only funny but totally absurd.” “What if it happens for real?” Yenny hissed in response to Jeremy’s ridiculous assumption. “So.. you’re trying to say that you somehow believe in those kinds of things?? Like someone can really go back to their past or from there to the present time?” Without hesitation, Jeremy confidently nodded. “You do?? Seriously??” “Why?? Can’t I?” “But you are someone who never bel

Ken looked deep into her eyes. “If I didn’t ask you such a stupid question, you wouldn’t have brought up the past.” Serin paused for a while but eventually fell into complete silence, unable to reply to Ken’s heartfelt apology because his sincerity only made her feel more uncomfortable. And also, she could not form her thoughts into words, worried that she might give hunch to her colleagues that Jeremy and his best friends are no longer close with Dave and that there’s bad blood between the two brothers, which has never been known by the public or even by their own family. “Bringing up the past filled with good memories is not to be sorry for.” It’s Dave, displaying an emotional expression on his face. “But burying those good memories because of hate towards someone, as if those memories never made you happy, is something to be sorry for.” A visible smirk crossed Chris’ face. “What if it was not simple hate? That the hate you were talking about is rooted from the devastating pain