During their live trading session after class, Elara and Harvey acted normal—they already knew everything about Mira.
But Wyatt, Cedric, and Zachary couldn't stop staring at her.
“Stop looking at me like that. I'm still the same person,”
Mira said, shooting them a look.
“We're just so damn lucky to be walking alongside a literal titan,”
Cedric sighed dramatically.
“We can brag about this to our friends for the rest of our lives,”
Zachary added.
“Exactly. Please guide us well, boss. Our futures depend entirely on you.”
Mira maintained her usual attitude. “I've said it before. Everyone's future is in their own hands.
If you want to join Solflare Group, the most I can do is ensure your talents aren't wasted.
As for the rest, that's entirely up to you.”
“In today's society, finding a job that doesn't waste your talent is a miracle in itself. We'll work hard.”
Mira glanced at Harvey, who shook his head, unwilling to reveal his identity just yet. She had to pivot. “We're all classmates, and I have plenty of room for improvement. That's why I'm here at school.
We'll learn from each other.”
She figured that once Harvey got on stage at the Vanguard commendation assembly, his cover would be blown anyway.
It would serve as massive, free publicity for his online education platform. There was no way he'd refuse.
After the trading session wrapped up, Mira got ready to head home. When she stopped by her dorm to grab some books, Leah Monroe followed her out. “Can I still hang out with you? Like before?”
Having distanced herself from Mira, and now unable to tolerate Vanessa's clique, Leah had become completely isolated. It was a miserable existence.
“You shouldn't follow me anymore. Being around me can be dangerous at times.”
People like her weren't worth associating with.
Every relationship was tied to risks and rewards. You couldn't just reap the benefits and run away the second trouble hit.
On the other hand, Lydia Monroe from Elara's dorm was now frequently hanging out with Elara and tagging along with Mira.
He didn't recall ever offending this cousin. Was he taking the fall for all the bad blood his parents and sister had created?
After dinner, Miles made no move to leave.
Mira was a little puzzled. Did he plan to move in, too?
“Mira, can we talk?”
Since she walked through the door, Miles had been closely observing his cousin.
She was composed and exuded authority. Sera wasn't even in the same league.
Mira nodded, curious to see what he wanted to say.
“You seem unhappy about Seraphina marrying Lawrence?”
“Not at all, Miles. Don't put words in my mouth.
Who Seraphina marries is her own business. It has nothing to do with me.”
“So her marrying him won't affect your feud with Lawrence?”

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