To the Love of My Life - C.326 - : Blessing in Disguise (16)

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: Blessing in Disguise (16)

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She wasn’t sure if she had pressed the right buttons, her heart tightly wound. After a while, she heard Steve Burton’s familiar cold and clear voice coming from the phone, “What’s wrong?”

Ruby Gregory had always known that Steve’s voice was a rare auditory pleasure in this world, like the sound of nature itself.

However, in the past, when confronted with Steve’s voice, she mostly felt apprehensive, terrified, and restless. Yet, at this moment, for the first time, her heart was filled with excitement.

It was as if she were standing in a bottomless pit of despair and saw a sliver of light symbolic of hope.

In that particular moment, Ruby’s eyes became slightly hot, and she didn’t dare to speak loudly into the phone, fearing to alarm the two men who brought her here.

She gently shifted her hips to one side, then slowly lay down on the ground. After her head gently moved, her lips touched the cold metallic phone, and she opened her mouth and whispered weakly, “Save me, Time.”

It was a rare weekend, and Steve Burton had a pretty comfortable day, waking from a sound sleep at 11 o’clock. He received a call from Rusell Henris inviting him to lunch at Yester Garden, where they would have Poham dishes, and after lunch, Howard Coleman called, saying he had set up a mahjong table at the Capital Club and asked if they would like to join.

Happy events would always uplift one’s spirit, and Steve was living splendidly during this time. Without even waiting for Rusell’s agreement, he lazily replied to Howard on the phone, “Sure, let’s play a few hands.”

The distance between Yester Garden and Capital Club was significant, and there was some traffic congestion on weekends without traffic restrictions.

As born and raised Ciawell residents, in order to save time, Steve and Rusell took some shortcuts and ended up in a courtyard house. There was a sudden quietness as soon as they entered, and they continued smoothly out of the courtyard. When they turned at the road ahead, they saw a sign warning, “School ahead, limit traffic.”

Steve hadn’t been paying attention to the roads Rusell was driving on. An unintentional glance to the side made him notice the familiar scenery and he furrowed his brows, seeing the words “Ciawell High School” outside the window, he straightened up in the passenger seat, “How did we end up here?”

Rusell slowed down the car, “There is less traffic here on weekends.”

Steve didn’t respond, raising his hand to roll down the car window, the cool late autumn wind whistling inside, bringing a touch of cold air.

All of them had graduated from this high school.

Later they went to college and then took over Pristine’s Enterprises. Their ambitions grew, and they became busy. Although they were in the same city, they rarely passed by this place.

The car moved forward for no more than a hundred meters when Steve saw a group of young boys in school uniforms standing by the roadside.

After all these years, the uniforms had not changed, it was still the same as before.

A group of impulsive young boys gathered and pointed fingers at each other, arguing about something. Suddenly, one of the boys threw his backpack viciously at the boy in front of him, and then the group rushed forward, the scene becoming turbulent.

PS: After a day of classes, I had a Christmas Eve dinner and then came back to update the story~