"Oh, Ardenne University is pretty good, so I’ve decided to apply to Corvus University."

Chester: "..."

South Grant is really afraid of Chester now. She admits she’s no match for Foster, so she sticks to the idea that less is more and decides to stay far away from the little guy in her heart to avoid provoking Foster’s temper.

"South, are you avoiding me?" Chester narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment. "You know why I went to Ardenne."

South Grant’s not stupid. Of course, she knows this is Chester confessing to her, but facing Chester’s confession, all she can do is play dumb.

"Why? Is the food at Ardenne really that good? I wanted to apply to Ardenne a while ago because I heard from seniors that the food there is really good. But lately, many senior sisters have been saying that Corvus’s food is also good, and Corvus’s admission line is slightly lower than Ardenne’s, so I’ve decided to go to Corvus."

Listening to South Grant’s serious nonsense, Chester reaches out and grips South Grant’s shoulders.

"South Grant, you know what I mean!"

When Chester said this, he was somewhat gritting his teeth.

Right now, he really wants to tear apart the mask on South Grant’s face. Her act of playing dumb is clearly to avoid him,

"South, whatever you want to do, I can help you. If you want to take back the Grant Group, if you want to drive them out, I can help you too. The story isn’t just about Stellaris. They have wide reach in many other fields. The road ahead of you is winding and long. I don’t want you to walk it alone, let’s walk it together, okay?"

South Grant looked at Chester, his eyes dark and deep at this moment. When he looked at you quietly, they were filled with tenderness and affection, making it hard to say no.

At this moment, South Grant dared not meet Chester’s eyes.

She is selfish; she doesn’t deserve such sincere treatment from Chester.

It was because she wanted to understand her mother’s situation back in the day, to unravel the mystery of her past life, that she drew Foster’s attention in this life.

Having chosen this path, she should not regret it.

Both fell silent for a moment, quietly looking at each other without speaking.

Then the determined look in South Grant’s eyes slowly turned clear. She looked at Chester.

"Chester, thank you for telling me all of this. I won’t deny that I once liked you, really liked you... this habit accompanied my entire youth."

Hearing South Grant use the word ’once’, Chester’s gaze dimmed imperceptibly.

"Why not now, have I done something wrong?"

"No, you haven’t done anything wrong, it’s because of me." South Grant quietly looked into Chester’s eyes, not missing any of the emotions in them. "You’re wonderful, you haven’t done anything wrong. Even now, you are still the most perfect person in my heart, and no one can compare to you. But the timing is wrong. You are still the flawless you, but I’m no longer who I used to be. Thank you for revealing your heart to me today. Hearing these words from you in this life is enough."

In her past life, Chester was the untouchable dream engraved deep in her heart, especially after how Foster had treated her.

In every torturous day and night given by Foster, she thought of that pure love from her youth.

In her previous life, during the year she was incarcerated, no one came to visit her in prison.

But Chester did, and across the glass window, Chester’s words, "Take good care of yourself," soaked her pillow time and again.