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Myrna didn't turn around, her dark eyes unfathomable. She only responded with one sentence: "There are many
paths, and education is just the best one that everyone has practiced. Everyone needs a ticket to enter society,
how you fare afterwards depends on your personal abilities." "Your task at that twas to study hard."
After she finished speaking, she didn't want to reason with the adolescent brat anymore. She waved her hand at
him with her back turned, "Alright, I'm leaving. Go hand take good care of your mom. Make sure Erick uses
the supplement | gave to make soup." Adrian watched her receding figure, silently clenching his hand.
He was determined to stand out!
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Myrna slowly made her way to the staircase, greeting the two people who were waiting for her.
"Cal."
"This..."
She couldn't remember what Cedric was called for a moment.
Cedric reacted quickly, cleverly saying, "Ms. Stark, you can just callCedric."
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The word "brother" was still left for Mr. Larson.
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It must have sweetened Mr. Larson's heart!
Sure enough, after hearing the nCal, Mr. Larson's face looked much better.
Ms. Stark clearly called in such a casual and perfunctory manner.
It was clear at a glance that there was no heart put into it.
The person who couldn't resist listening took it to heart!
Myrna nodded, going with the flow, "Cedric."
"Don't callMs. Stark either, just callMyrna."
Three words, Ms. Stark, easily reminded her of sunpleasant people and events when she heard them.
With a Cedric was very observant and immediately corrected himself chuckle, "Myrna. That's a nice nHow
about | call you Mya?"
He even turned back and said to Calvin, "Mr. Larson, don't call her Myrna anymore, calling her Mya sounds much
more intimate."
Calvin squinted, giving him a glance. Cedric's boiling blood instantly froze, no longer carried away by his own
success, he stood aside with his hands modestly clasped together.
His gaze passed over Cedric, landing on the well-behaved girl standing in front of him. He asked her. "Are you
here to visit Monica in the hospital?"
That night, while eating pasta soup, she mentioned that she had a good relationship with the woman who sold
the pasta soup.
But he hadn't expected it to be this good.
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As soon as school was over, he/she ran to the hospital to visit someone.
Myrna nodded vaguely, "...| suppose so." She added, educating the naughty child.
Cedric, anxious on the side, blurted out, "Mya, | just saw you talking to a boy your age in the hallway. Who was
that?"
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Calvin's eyelid twitched twice, his brow bone sharp, he glanced at him.
Cedric closed his mouth again.
His voice was deep and enticing, answering before Myrna could: "It should be the boy we saw that night, named
Adrian, right? Monica's
son.
Myrna hadn't expected him to have such a good memory. She lifted her head, looking at him with a hint of
surprise and astonishment, and nodded, "Yes, it's him.
Tsk-It was the first tCedric had seen someone explain their identity as a love rival by themselves. It was
simply eye-opening.
Mr. Larson was awesome.
But he didn't dare to show it, he could only swallow it back forcefully.
"Since we're already at the hospital, would you like to cwithto see Alfi?"
Calvin noticed that she was still carrying her backpack. He extended his hand, his fingers were beautiful and
distinct, slender and long, and his wrist was smooth and strong. "Giveyour backpack, I'll carry it for you," he
said. The backpack was filled with things she desperately needed. Myrna furrowed her brows, hesitated for a
mom
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