Chapter 190
On the other side, hearing the heavy thud of the private room door closing, Monica glanced back and smirked to herself.
Facing Cassian, she let out a soft sigh. "So, tonight's crew party, right? Mr. Whitaker showed up too - and Sabrina seemed to really hit it off with him. They've been chatting nonstop all evening, just the two of them. Mr. Whitaker isn't exactly the chattiest person, but I guess Sabrina is pretty good at winning people over-pouring drinks, checking in on him, really going all out. Honestly, who wouldn't appreciate that?"
Cassian's gaze lingered on Monica's face, unreadable, distant.
Monica felt a strange chill crawl up her spine despite the smile she kept plastered on. She doubled down, voice light as ever. "She's been hoping he'll take her on as a student. With that kind of determination, success is just a matter of time, don't you think?"
Cassian didn't respond. He just walked ahead, face turning colder by the second. Even without a word, Monica could sense the tens

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