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“He has his reasons,” Lane said cal the tiniest seed of doubt in her heart, she refused to let it grow

She would see her fallen angel again, and everything would be okay after that

But this turned out to be only half true

Chapter Two

It took an entire week before Lane saw hiain

It was orientation day of the legal ned up for, and Lane had taken one of the seats at the back, not wanting to draw any attention While therapy had enabled her to lead a somewhat normal life, her therapist had also been honest with her

Lane would never be the saain

But how much her fears would affect her was up to Lane

And so here she was, Lane thought ruefully Ever the masochist, she had accepted the scholarship offered by Christopoulos University, which wasn’t just thousands of miles away from home It was also the school for rich kids – no, wait, that wasn’t right CU was the school for the richest and best-looking kids

Every day was a silent torture, and lately, it had beenits way to her heart

In front of the class, the dean was telling them about how special they were to have been selected for this extremely special seminar

“You’ve been accepted based not just on your grades but your potential as well We believe that you have what it takes to do spectacularly in your chosen fields” The dean cleared his throat “And so, without further ado, I would like to introduce two of raciously accepted my invitation to be your mentors”

The dean gestured towards the doors on his right, as if beckoning someone to come in The doors opened and a tall, dark-hairedsuit entered

“Ladies and gentlemen, Steel March, CEO of the Beaufort-March Enterprises”

The guys in the rooirls in the room shrieked

Lane blinked, utterly taken aback by the class’ reception Was he a celebrity or so?

“He’s irl next to her mumble very distinctly

Surprised, Lane turned to face her, and the blonde appeared startled then dismayed

“Oh God, you heard e blue eyes do her classically beautiful face She was also dressed rather provocatively, with her black dress high-necked in front but dipping up to her waist at the back

Rich, Lane’s mind warned her, and she was immediately wary She said cautiously, “Yes”