Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1819

Therefore, it was not out of character for Jacques to make that offer.

Yasmin tilted her head in consideration of the offer for a moment before agreeing. “Thanks for the trouble, Jacques.”

“No worries,” he replied cordially as he reached over to open his door for her. “We’re all classmates after all.”

When they passed the famous bridge near their campus, Yasmin turned her head slightly and saw the four figures outside through the car window.

“Did the university not deal with Zaylynn, Jacques?”

“How can they? The Neal family is one of the shareholders of the university,” Jacques explained patiently with his eyes on the road. “Besides, it was an honest mistake on Zaylynn’s because she did not know that what she did was against the rules. As soon as the incident had occurred, she immediately confessed to the chief administrator and used her family’s money to make up for the loss incurred by her mistake. With all said and done, the university has decided to consider the matter resolved.”

In his opinion, Zaylynn’s mistake was forgivable as she did not do it out of malice. Coupled with the fact that she confessed to her mistake almost immediately, the university decided to give her another chance.

Jacques was not aware of the effect of his words in causing the gaze of his passenger seated behind to become colder.

Ten minutes later, Jacques pulled up at the side of the most prosperous commercial plaza in the city.

“Here we are, Yasmin. Take care of yourself at night, won’t you? Don’t get home too late. If you ever feel like you can’t cope with juggling work and study, I can help you apply for financial aid.”

“I’ll bear that in mind,” Yasmin said as she exited the car. “Thank you, Jacques.”

Financial aid. Yes, times are tough for me now. What about the offspring of the murderer? Why are they able to sit around and enjoy the sunshine without a care in the world for their daily expenses, let alone worrying about their future?

Stewing in bitter thoughts, Yasmin walked to the gate of the square.

To her further resentment, she did not expect to run into the four figures on their bicycles as soon as she had changed into her apron at the cafe she worked at.

“Are we dining in that KFC?” Zaylynn asked. “Should we park our bikes here?”

“That works,” Timothy answered. “It’s not far, anyway. Let’s walk over.”

With a general murmur of assent, the quartet parked their bicycles in the square.

After locking hers, Susan came over and saw Ian frowning before producing his own phone to scan the QR code provided at the designated spot.

“There is a QR code provided, Ian,” Susan said gently. “Just scan it and your bike will be automatically locked.”

Ian merely grunted but the knot in his brow instantly relaxed.

After ensuring that everybody had managed to successfully lock their bicycles, the group marched forward. Zaylynn’s boisterous debate with Timothy regarding the best-tasting flavor of chicken wings made her a perfect match for him.

How childish!

With a scoff, Susan ignored them and turned her attention to the boy walking beside her.