York rattled off everything he had to say, then hung up on her without warning. Laurinda’s eyes narrowed, curiosity bubbling up inside her. Something about this whole situation felt off.
“Laurinda, I’m all set. My leave’s approved too. Can we head out now? Wait, aren’t you taking anything home?” Irvin ran back, looking confused when he noticed Laurinda hadn’t packed a thing.
“I’m just going home. What would I need to bring? Let’s go. We can hang out at the milk tea shop by the school gate while we wait.” Laurinda had sorted out her leave earlier that morning, so she didn’t need to check in with her teacher. She stood up, ready to walk out.
But she barely made it a few steps before Irvin tugged her back. He pointed toward the fridge. “Adolphus told me to remind you. You have to take your medicine home and drink it every day.”
Laurinda scowled in the direction he was pointing. She’d left it on purpose, hoping to avoid the daily routine. Did he really have to bring it up?
Irvin noticed she wasn’t moving, so he set down his bag, hurried over to the fridge, and grabbed the medicine Adolphus had already packed up. He looked way too pleased with himself. “Alright, got everything. Now we can really go.”
Laurinda couldn’t help but twitch a little smile, half annoyed, half amused. “Wow, you’re really on top of things, huh?”
They walked to the school gate, handed over their leave slips to the guard, and watched as the doors swung open.
Outside, a luxury car was parked by the curb. Irvin eyed the gleaming Maybach and asked, “Is that our ride?”
Laurinda glanced over and shook her head. “No, that’s not for us. Our car isn’t here yet. Let’s wait at the milk tea shop.”
She’d already messaged Jack, who said he’d be there in about ten minutes. That gave her just enough time to grab a drink and chill while she waited.
Irvin followed close behind, glancing back at the butler standing there, a calculating look flickering in his eyes.
Inside, Irvin took the milk tea Laurinda bought him and kept staring at her until she finally snapped. “What are you looking at? If you want to know something, just ask.”
Irvin grinned, wide and mischievous. “That old guy who stopped you, he was the butler from your old house, right?”
“Yeah,” Laurinda replied, chewing on a tapioca pearl, not really paying attention. Then she paused, fixing Irvin with a suspicious look. “You’re not planning something, are you?”
“What could I possibly be up to? I just think people who mess with you ought to get what’s coming to them. I’ve got some laxatives if you want to use them.”

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