Nicole returned to the room, put her bag down, turned around, and knocked on the door of the guest
room next door.
“Carl?”
There was no answer; probably he was not there. Nicole thought of Carl’s restless personality and shook
her head helplessly.
The party downstairs did not seem to have ended. Probably some more guests had arrived as there was
another uproar again. Nicole returned to her room, took out the silver-white shard again, and carefully
studied it in the palm of her hand.
At this level of damage, she could almost be sure that it had been hit by an extreme impact force.
Ordinary weapons could not have shattered it; it had to be some heavy weapon, and to do this, the
person needed to understand the weaknesses of this alloy. As the hardest metal in the world, it was
impossible to break so easily. Nicole clutched the chrome-nickel alloy in her hand and squinted her eyes.
She saw this rampant act as a direct challenge to her redline. Suddenly, there were light footsteps
coming from behind her. Nicole looked back and was surprised to see Carl and Preston, both dressed in
formal suits, talking to each other while walking upstairs. Nicole looked at the two with surprise. As far as
she knew, they were the typical type of guys who disliked wearing suits.
Preston and Carl now saw Nicole. Preston quickened his steps up the stairs and came up to Nicole with
a sly smile. “Your friend is interesting.” Nicole looked at him and cocked an eyebrow. “Won’t you go
downstairs?”
The party should not be over yet, and he could fit in perfectly with the occasion in this attire.
But Preston waved his dismissing hand at hearing about the party. He loosened his tie and solemnly
said, “Only the latest motorcycle exhibition and visiting your grand is worth my suit.
Nicole looked at his prudish look and smiled. Carl had also walked up behind Preston, looked at Nicole,
and blinked. “Your house seems to be vivacious today.” Nicole nodded and looked at Preston, who
quickly realized something and gestured at Carl before going downstairs. Nicole then looked at Carl with
a serious face. “Pack up. We’ll leave tonight,” she said in a somewhat impersonal voice. The playful look
faded from Carl’s eyes. He quickly stepped aside and pulled out his mobile phone to make a call. His
black phone was exactly the same as Nicole’s.
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Nicole watched him walk into the room and take out his things. The habits of the two were almost
indistinguishable, both lightly armed, and each person carried only a simple travel bag. He threw the bag
over his shoulder and turned to leave with Nicole. “Wait a minute,” Nicole suddenly said. Carl looked at
Nicole with puzzlement, not knowing why she called a halt. “We will go to another place first,” she said,
walking out with her bag on her back. The two of them quietly left through the back door. An hour later, in
Great Oak–
Mrs. Wallace Sr. opened the door and was surprised to see Nicole standing outside. “Nicole? It’s late at
night now; what are you doing here?” Nicole looked at her grandmother and whispered, “The boy who
treated you rudely in the classroom last time asked me to convey his apology to you.”
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