Why the Persistence?
Elise informed Addison, “For now, stop attending class and just stay here. Also, stop wearing that jacket.
You may pick something else in my room.”
“Okay.” Addison naively nodded.
She was only an ordinary girl. For her to have gotten involved in an incident pertaining to death, she had
surely grown less bold and were now less likely to go on a high profile. Shortly after, she grabbed Elise
and said, “Let’s eat, Elise. I’ve been living in fear for so long. I’m starving!”
After eating, Claude clapped his tummy and collected his belongings, preparing to head out.
All of a sudden, a car was heard pulling up outside the house.
Miller, who was rather on edge, went to the top floor. And after identifying the people in the car, she
turned around and shouted, “You don’t have to go anymore.”
“What?” Drops of sweat surged on Claude’s forehead. I finally got the chance to prove myself, and she’s
suddenly telling us we no longer have to go?
A few minutes later, in Alexander’s courtyard, Reuben, the witness who reported his sighting, was tied up
and thrown onto the ground. His mouth was sealed off with a tape, and his eyes plainly reflected his
dissatisfaction.
Elise knew who he was—the fellow student who stained her name by accusing her of cheating in the
Mathematics Olympiad. Although he didn’t reveal himself back then, she had heard things about him.
“Clement, can you please take him to the empty room inside?” Elise requested.
Without a word, Clement turned to Alexander for confirmation. After receiving Alexander’s answer, he
lifted Reuben up with one arm and carried him into the room, to which Elise tightly followed.
Wanting to clear things up in her mind, Addison went after Elise.
After putting the man on a chair inside the room, Clement tacitly retreated. He was like a robot that
wouldn’t show any expression regardless of what he was doing.
Then, Addison shut the door, and Elise tore away the duct tape covering Reuben’s mouth.
“I knew it was you, Elise! Aren’t you too hasty, wanting to kill off any witness?” The initial words out of his
mouth were already overstepping.
“I’m guessing you’re not setting Addison up solely because you’re envious of me. Tell me, who gave you
the orders?” Elise went straight to the point, having no interest in taking detours.
“Give me orders? Why would a man with such an excellent academic performance and a bright future
like me need to receive orders from anyone else? Am I sick of life already?” Reuben revealed a scornful
grin. “Besides, do you even have evidence? You don’t. But I… I am the proof itself—the living proof that’s
gonna prove that you’re a sick murderer!”
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